~ CARA ~The next morning, I was swinging myself along the sidewalk towards the cafeteria, starving. I’d eaten all of my snacks and couldn’t afford to buy more until I got paid at the end of the week. With everything that had happened over the weekend, I needed to catch up on the studying I had missed. But if I was going to concentrate I needed to eat, and that meant having breakfast in the cafeteria. Which meant, with the crutches, that I was out of the door early to give myself extra time.I thought I would be sore after working so late the night before. But all that sleep had done my knee good. I still couldn’t put weight on it, but it wasn’t aching as badly as when I’d come home from the hospital. As I clunked onto the sidewalk outside the dormitory, I winced. The undersides of my arms were being rubbed by the crutches. How was I going to handle two more weeks of this?I wasn’t even halfway down the block when the rumble of a vehicle approached from behind, then slowed to roll alo
~ CARA ~“I can’t,” I blurted, sitting back in my seat to put more space between us. But it didn’t stop my pulse speeding up, or thumping in my ears. “I have to study… and I have class.”Rig’s smile slid higher on one side. “You know you don’t have to attend every class, right?”“Of course I do. That’s how I get good grades.”Rig blinked, then huffed a surprised little laugh. “Cara, please don’t tell me… have you never skipped class before?”I kept my mouth firmly shut, but as his stunned silence grew, I wanted to squirm.“Oh my god,” he laughed. “You really haven’t.”“It’s not that big of a deal.”“You’re serious? Not even in high school?”I frowned and started picking up my crutches. “Look, you said breakfast and a ride. I don’t have to sit here and get mocked—”“I’m not mocking you!”“What do you call all the laughing?!” I snapped.“It’s called… polite disbelief.”“Polite?”Rig straightened his face, but his mouth still twitched toward a smile. “Okay, okay, I was laughing—but I’m n
~ CARA ~The pet store was huge, but mostly a warehouse area full of food and toys. Only one section of the store, brightly lit and smelling like sawdust, had pets.I had headed straight for the back wall that was lined with aquariums glowing blue. I’d assumed Rig would take the easy route to a first pet—but to my surprise, as we passed the first aisle and entered the rows of cages and crates, Rig stopped a few feet from where a large square on the floor had been gated off. Inside was a pile of blankets… and a litter of kittens.I cooed and rushed to the little fence immediately as five or six tiny balls of fur on legs started hopping towards me. Their little triangle-tails stuck straight up and they gave high-pitched mewls as they tumbled towards me. “They’re so cute!”Leaning my crutches on the wire sides of the enclosure, I reached awkwardly over the low gate to pick up a little tabby who purred immediately and rubbed its face on my nose when I leaned in to kiss it.Rig had stayed
~ RIG ~Holy shit.I’d only thought I might get her to soften, to start trusting me. But she got close and the smell of her filled me. And her smile. And the pure delight she had watching me hold a fucking cat.I mean, the thing was stinking cute. But still…I had just been making a mental note never to arm Mack with the whole kitten effect, when she started touching me, and then I didn’t even think. I just told her the truth.I never told girls the truth. Not really. I didn’t lie. I just… hid myself.But this time I didn’t hide. I couldn’t.And then she kissed me, and every other thought fled from my head.The sensation of Cara’s lips against mine was incredible. Stunning. Consuming. Every nerve in my body jangled to life, and I sucked in a breath against the sense that every single one of them was trying to escape my skin, to burst out of me, into her touch.A shudder rolled through my entire body. I froze, rocked by the softness of her lips, the rich sweetness of her scent, and the
~ RIG ~My head buzzed with stunned disbelief as Natalie threw herself into my chest, squeezing my middle.I was suddenly nauseous. Natalie? Here? What the actual—“I can’t believe you’re here! What a coincidence!” she gushed.“What the hell, Natalie?” I muttered, peeling her arms away from my waist, everything in my body recoiling.“It’s so good to see you! It’s been forever.”“That’s not an accident—”As if I hadn’t spoken, Natalie kept her grip on my shirt but peered around me, smiling too-wide. “Who’s your friend? I’m Natalie,” she said brightly. I wanted to snap my teeth. “Rig and I go way back—you must be from the university?” She reached past me to offer Cara a perfectly manicured hand that Cara shook mechanically.“Cara,” she said quietly, but then she looked up at me, a question in her eyes.She’d kissed me. She wanted me. She was mine—I blinked, then pried Natalie’s grip off my shirt and took another step back. “Natalie. What are you doing here?”She couldn’t ignore me sinc
~ RIG ~It was a good thing I could trust my wolf-senses to keep us safe on the road, because for the first few miles, I wasn’t even aware of driving, I was so consumed with fury.I couldn’t believe Natalie had ambushed me—and with Cara there! I had been so close to shifting when she tried to make trouble with Cara I had scared myself. I couldn’t imagine what that must have done to Cara.Actually, I could. Cara sat in the passenger seat, stiff as a board, stinking of tension that spun in and out of fear. I’d really given her a scare when I reached out for the car—something I’d seen my mother and sister do countless times, because of my father. It made my guts twist even tighter seeing her do it because of me.I needed to explain. Needed to ease her mind. Needed to find our way back to the kissing. But I didn’t know how to start. And so we drove for ten minutes without a word, my hands flexing on the steering wheel as my rage gave way to frustration.In the end, Cara was the one to bre
~ RIG ~“Yo, Rig. What’s going on? Why weren’t you at the seminar this morning?” Charlie asked from the couch where he and Jack were sprawled playing video games as I walked into the house, very tense, a few minutes later.I wanted to growl, but just shrugged and kept walking towards the kitchen. “Nothing, I just needed to get out.”“You weren’t at lunch either, though,” Jack pointed out.I rubbed my face and walked to the fridge, considering a beer. It was early, but the last glow of sunlight would die in the room soon as the autumn day passed into twilight.“I’m tired. I took a day off.”“Is our fearless leader worried about losing a certain bet?” Mack laughed, appearing from the hallway. “You should be. I’ve been working on Cara. Something’s up with our little pet.”“How the fuck would you know? You didn’t spend the day with her.”“Says who?” Mack grinned.“Says me, who did.”My packmates all leaped on that, shouting over each other, demanding to know what I had done, and when, and
~ CARA ~“I said… he’s not my boyfriend,” I ground out, hands on my hips.Natalie stood on the other side of the library desk looking just as coiffed and perfect as she had that afternoon, though her hair was swept up now, and there was a gorgeous, cashmere scarf wrapped around her long neck.My stomach was twisted like that scarf, but with a strange mix of frustration and jealousy. I had already been feeling sorry for myself that Rig was so obviously hung up on this girl. I couldn’t believe I’d kissed him—and I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to do it again. This guy was a walking red flag! I didn’t have time or energy to figure it out. Yet I couldn’t stop thinking about him.Work had been a welcome distraction. But then it had all come crashing back in when Natalie had shown up twenty minutes earlier and proved impossible to deflect. When I had to help another student, she’d simply waited, then started in again when they left.It was the first time I had prayed for my shift to be