34The moon was full and bright overhead, which was required for a mating ceremony. They’d had a much smaller wedding at the Caliper Courthouse earlier in the day. A few of their friends had joined them, though they were mostly Bodie’s friends. No one in his inner circle had repudiated Claire, except for perhaps his parents, who were still stiff with her. They’d remained true to their word though, and they hadn’t said anything against the match when it was announced to their people and word filtered through the pack in the weeks following the bombing.She shivered as she recalled the first moment when she’d realized everyone knew. She’d been working at Saul’s place when a couple of citizens she recognized from Northstar, though she didn’t know their names, had sat down. Saul had been shorthanded that day, and he’d asked her to step in to do some serving, so she’d been taking care of tables. The couple had been cold to her from the start, and when the female half deliberately spilled h
35His mouth moved lower, changing from nuzzling her neck to nipping downward until he reached one of her breasts. He drew it to him and sucked on the plump, unscarred nipple, making her moan and writhe. His other hand lifted to cup her left breast, tugging very lightly at the overly sensitive nipple and in opposition to the rhythm his mouth set. It was maddening but exciting, and she shifted restlessly under him as he worshiped her breasts. When his mouth went lower, she held her breath, feeling just a hint of anxiety at allowing him in such an intimate place when he was more shifter than human tonight, but she quelled any tension at the thought when he started licking her.He wasn’t at all gentle. He was rough and frantic, swiping her with his tongue so quickly it almost seemed like he couldn’t get enough and was afraid someone would take away his treat before he finished. She almost laughed at the idea, but she was incapable of sustaining amusement for long, so consumed by emotions
The little human woman seemed to prefer silence, so he left her to it. From the corner of his gaze, he appraised her. She was curvy in the right places, and she had a long fall of dark hair that obscured the scarred side of her face, which would be facing him otherwise. He winced again, recalling the first sight of it. It must’ve hurt her greatly, whatever injury had inflicted it. It made him feel protective, and he had the urge to demand to know how it happened so he could rectify it. It was an irrational response, as was his strong reaction to her, but he couldn’t deny she stirred something in him. That had to be why he’d made the insane offer to a complete stranger to allow her to stay in his home for the night. That, and there was an air of vulnerability about her. She was so lost and seemed broken, and it had to go far deeper than the scars that marred her skin. There was a fragility about her spirit that made him want to help her, to support her as she put herself back together
Claire Dalton bit back a moan of disgust as the three men who’d spent the last two hours harassing her off and on in The Honey Trap, the bar where she mostly worked in the kitchen but occasionally couldn’t get out of cleaning or serving table when they were busy, appeared behind the business. She was throwing out the trash and heading home for the night and steeled herself for another moment of torment. She didn’t feel truly afraid. They just seemed cruelly fascinated with the scars down one side of her face and neck. “Hey, cutie,” said the biggest one with a snicker. He must’ve thought he was clever and witty. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at them. “I’m off shift, so leave me alone.” “You don’t have to be so touchy,” said the second one. He looked similar to the first, though a slightly smaller copy. She suspected the dark-haired men were related in some way. “I do, because you’ve done nothing but harass me for the last two hours when I was forced to wait on your
3Claire was too keyed up from the kiss to even think about falling asleep or using the guestroom. Instead, she occupied herself with her phone until she figured enough time had passed that Bodie would be asleep in his own room. She didn’t want to be rude, but there was no reason for her to spend the night here.Before leaving, she used the Uber app to order a ride. Even in their backwater, there were a few drivers available, and she was relieved for it though she didn’t really want to get into a car again. It wasn’t like she could walk twenty miles on foot, and since she couldn’t shift into a wolf to run them either, she was stuck with that option.She waited until the app alerted her that the driver was almost there before tiptoeing out of his house. She thought about leaving a thank-you note or something, but she decided it was better to cut and run. The less time he had to think about her, the better. She still cringed at the idea of him recognizing her as Gracie’s little sister o
4She was in the back the next afternoon, grilling one of the first food orders of the day, since the bar/grill had only opened an hour or so ago, when the bell on the door tinkled. She looked up through the window that offered her a view of the front of house from the kitchen, groaning softly when she saw Bodie standing there. He eyed the room, perhaps looking for her, though maybe just deciding which seat to take.He had his pick of them, and he chose a round booth in the corner that allowed him a view of the whole bar, both the front door and the kitchen. She was certain he was there to check on her, and she wished she’d left a note to thank him and somehow make it clear she didn’t require any more assistance from him.She was startled as she placed the bratwurst on the plate less than a minute later, about to add the cabbage salad to the side, when Saul stuck his head through the swinging kitchen door and said, “Yo, get your butt out to the front, Dalton.”“Why?” He could hardly n
5“I could be wrong, but I think she might have a thing for you, Bodie,” said Jalen with a little smirk. “Didn’t she used to have a crush on you that she tried so hard to hide?”“Huh?” asked Liam.Bodie quickly reminded him of the past connection to Claire before answering Jalen. “She was just a kid.” He was feeling his hackles rise, but he didn’t want to argue with his cousins.“Her scars, man.” Liam winced and shook his head.Before Bodie could stop himself, he was halfway out of his seat. “If you say anything like that to her—”Liam leaned back, putting up his hands. If he’d been shifted, he probably would’ve taken on a submissive pose, but that was good enough. “Relax, Bodie. I was just commenting on how awful they are. She’s still beautiful.”“Stay the hell away from her,” said Bodie with a thick growl he couldn’t stop. For a moment, he was perilously close to letting out his wolf.Liam and Jalen exchanged glances, and they both sat quietly until Bodie had regained control and sa
6The back door opened then, making a slight screeching sound as Claire emerged. She wore a light jacket and carried a backpack, and in her other hand, she had a bag of trash. Bodie hurried over and lifted the lid on the dumpster for her, and she smiled, but she seemed a little bewildered. “So why are you here?”“We’re here to babysit you,” said Liam with a grin. Apparently, he realized Bodie’s wolf didn’t like that, because he quickly added, “Bodie was concerned about you, and we were just keeping him company.”Claire stiffened slightly, and Bodie couldn’t help noticing the way she had shifted her hair to cover most of her face. She looked at him, and only one of her eyes was fully exposed, but he could see a mixture of yearning and annoyance there. “I don’t need you to take care of me, Bodie. I’m not someone’s charity project.”He stiffened at the accusation. “It’s not like that. I want to make sure those scumbags don’t come back.”Claire shrugged a shoulder. “If they do, what’s the