Without uttering a word, he dragged Sharon away from the flames, the all-consuming need to change slithering beneath his skin. He'd nearly lost it, and he badly needed to become his wolf, but nothing else was more important than getting Sharon away from there and deciding what in the devil was happening.He.ed the door of the Jeep wide open, and Sharon slid inside, wrapping her arms around her husband's chest. During the whole ride, her legs were crossed and her gaze was distant, and the quiet between them was strained to the point of breaking. He had no clue how in the hell to bring up what happened, and Sharon.s appearance didn't exactly indicate that she was eager to talk about it either. He squeezed the steering wheel in frustration at how he couldn't quite get the words out around her. Sharon owed him one damn good explanation, and he wasn't going to get it if he bullied her.At last, he just went for straightforward: "You have magic."Sharon flinched. "I don't want to talk about
"Where are you running off to, human?" Jamie slurred. He still had the shaved head and was even more massive than she remembered. His girlfriend stood behind him with her hands on hips. Her eyes glinted with a sick amusement, and it wasn't because something was funny. She was getting a perverse pleasure out of watching her squirm, the way that she always did.She clamped her lips together and maintained an even, expressionless face, "None of your business. Just leave me alone."Jackson laughed, a cold, barking sound that sent shivers down her spine. He and Jamie had been a duo in crime when they were children, and he'd been meaner than the rest of the pack when she was the victim of their ruthlessness. "No one's preventing you from doing something." Shark-like, his grin widened. "You're special because you gave the Alpha a puppy? Don't make me laugh. You're still an awful human who is just taking up space. No wonder your parents stopped interacting with the pack after they had you, th
He shrugged his gigantic shoulders, and the muscles rippled beneath his tight t-shirt, drying her mouth. "If you want to make the attempt to shift, I won't get in your way.""Yeah, that's never going to happen. My wolf is almost non-existent. And if I even attempted that now, I'd end up on my butt. My powers are just barely working." She breathed in deeply and looked upwards.The full moon shone blood red, tinting the clouds surrounding it and bathing the sky in its warm, rusty light. It hadn't yet peaked in the sky, but there wasn't much time left. As much as she wanted to deny it, the strange light was suited for Luthor. It made him so strong and so intimidating. The way his huge body stood out against the scrawny trees in the distance made the space feel cramped, like it was just big enough for him, and as if everything else was just there to amuse him.Luthor leaned forward, "When did you ever even try?""Years," she admitted. "Occasionally I feel the shifter half of me patrolling
There was a salt tang to the evening air and the scent of dozens of wolves congregated in one place, and Sharon Spark's nose was tickled. She did not want to be at the red moon ceremony tonight, but Luthor Michaelson was not having no as an option for her participation. Faking it and not wanting to get noticed, she pulled her cardigan around her more tightly and leaned into the back of the pack.They were all stood around the bonfire, chatting and munching as they prepared for their moonlight run. This was always one of the biggest pack rituals, but it was one Sharon did not particularly enjoy. When the moon was blood-red, the shift would be boosted, but being an Omega and delicate in shift, there was no reward for her. All the moon did was put into perspective the fact that she was different from everybody else and that she was at the bottom of the pack.Bonfire aside, she'd nearly been sure that maybe, just maybe, the arrangement that she'd been bullied into would be bearable. Lutho
"She was a pack member for two decades before she ran," he reminded her. "She has no reason to betray us.""I suppose not," Deborah pushed up her sleeves and kept washing. "Good to see that she's putting roots down in town. I guess that means she knows you aren't going to let her leave anytime soon."He froze. "What do you mean by putting down roots?"Deborah shrugged. "I stopped into that new coffee shop downtown, and she was working. Alexander was tucked into a corner booth, reading. Don't worry. Both of them looked pretty content."She continued to ramble on, but he stopped listening. Instead, he could only hear a low buzz in his ears. Sharon had a job. His mate was out in town working at some little café he had never seen in his whole life. It was all well and good that she was looking after their boy and assisting with the household, but the idea of her considering going into town and getting herself a job like he would permit her to have a life independent of the pack or even in
His smile was wicked, and she was mesmerized as his tongue darted out to wet his lower lip. She’d been trapped, pinned down by his size and proximity, and all she could do was breathe. She couldn’t help but look at his face, his eyes, and his lips, which had touched hers. Luthor was the moon, and she was in his gravitational pull. Part of her would do anything to be closer to him. That didn’t mean she wanted to, however. She swallowed and pushed down the bond. It was biology. Nothing but biology.He snarled low in his throat, and she was sure that he would devour her. “Say the word, and I’ll back off.”“The word,” she spat.He scoffed, but for a moment, she could have sworn that she also saw disappointment on his face. His scent was causing her to squirm out of her skin, an unwelcome hunger coming to life between her thighs. Finally, just when she was sure that her willpower wouldn’t hold out much longer, Luthor stepped back. She was relieved to have the space to breathe and to push t