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Chapter Ten: Dane
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The walk was incredibly boring. Dane Wiltshire was silent and impossible. He was terrible company. A waste of a beautiful morning, I thought, walking beside him. The sun was warming the chilly air. I was protected from the chill by Dane’s sweater. But not protected from the coldness of Dane himself. Every attempt on my part or my sister’s to engage him in conversation met a dead end. “Lovely morning, isn’t it?” I said as we stepped out my front door. “Hmm.” “This must be delightful for you, Dane.” “Umm?” “Taking a walk, I mean. In the sunlight. I hear you don’t get out much.” “Take the path through the park.” He put his hand on my elbow and steered me into the park. “Splendid,” said Fawna. “Don’t you love our beautiful park?” “This must be a rare treat for you.” I forced a tone of happiness into my voice. “Umm.” It was hopeless. He didn’t bother to hide his disdain for Fawna and me. I suppose it was because we were not “of his class.” But then why didn’t he take his wre
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Twelve: Dane
I breathed a sigh of relief as we finally arrived at my home. Making small talk with not one but two women, and having to do it as we walked along, had been torturous to me. Small talk is not my strength—never has been. But . . . a discussion about Lord Tennyson’s poems—“Mariana” was my favorite—or about Caesar against the Gauls. . . . that kind of talk is my forté. I’ve yet to meet a lady, Lupine or not, who enjoys these conversations. For them it’s all gossip, or fashion, or food, or other topics I detest. Mrs. Huntington, the girls’ stupid mother, was a prime example. So the walk was unpleasant. I was never so glad to see the palms at my front gate, and the gate itself, bearing the brass plaque with the engraving of “Mon Repos.” There were two smaller signs: “Tradesmen Please Use Rear Entrance” and “No Trespassing.” Trespassing. She, Adara, was trespassing. Since meeting her she had constantly trespassed on my thoughts. Perhaps even on my heart . . . . I began by show
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Thirteen: Adara
We settled into overstuffed chintz chairs in the salon at Mon Repos. A servant brought some fine oolong with a plate of tea cookies on a silver tray. Dane poured the tea into such exquisite porcelain cups that I was embarrassed at what Mother called “our best China.” Expecting the best after the exchange outside about poison gardens, Fawna and I tried to engage our host in conversation—and failed miserably. As during the walk, he met every question with a grunt or “hmm” or “uh-huh” or, at best, a one-word answer. His tone seemed embarrassed, but I decided he must be motivated by arrogance. Why would a man of his stature—and an Alpha, to boot—be embarrassed about talking to two lowly sisters such as us? Fawna and I exchanged glances of frustration. I wondered how he could be so congenial one minute and then haughty, rude, and incommunicative the next. Was this some Lupine trait I’d never heard of? I dismissed that idea. My parents were both Lupine, and neither was so taciturn. In
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Fourteen: Dane
I had little feelings for my best friend’s sister.Gwaniella Wells was a certainly a beautiful woman, one with a lovely figure and an exceptional elegance in her way of dressing, walking, talking, and so on.In addition, she was from a moneyed family, so one could never accuse her of gold-digging. Her wealth matched mine—unlike the family resources of Adara Huntington, however appealing I might find her.Gwaniella’s family lineage was old and illustrious, reaching back to royalty.But to her everlasting embarrassment, they’d fallen on hard times in recent generations.Indeed, a hundred years ago, her ancestors were what people referred to in those days as the “genteel poor.” To literally keep themselves and their families from starving, the daughters were doomed to work as governesses, and the men entered the military at best, or at worst became tutors or scriveners or clerks.However, fortunately for the
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Fifteen: Adara
The beautiful woman in green, Gwaniella, was introduced to us. She was initially cordial, but after a few pleasantries she alienated us with her ill-mannered remarks, sarcastically suggesting that Fawna and I get ourselves scratched or bitten so we might remain on Vukasin Island during full moon week with our parents.It was an incredible breech of good etiquette, suggesting such an awful thing. And it embarrassed everyone present. A chill came over the room, Dane blanched, being a Lupine himself, and his friend’s face turned bright red. Everyone was mortified by the remark.Everyone except Gwaniella, of course, who couldn’t understand her own faux pas.Her brother Edin came to everyone’s rescue, breaking the wall of ice that had formed, by suggesting we all take a walk along the shore to his house next door, for lunch.As soon as we got outside and descended the steps from Dane’s veranda to the beach, Gwaniella stepped forward and
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Sixteen: Dane
I entered my friend’s house with his sister Gwaniella literally clinging to me. She held, by turns, my hand, my wrist, my arm, my shoulder. I wanted to cry out, “Do stop touching me.” But of course, in deference to my friend, Edin, her brother, I kept silent. To bear her displays of affection, I steeled my mind and pretended it was Adara who was pawing me. With that in mind, it didn’t feel like pawing at all. It felt like a pleasant kind of foreplay, a precursor to intercourse. I imagined the different ways I might have her: both of us standing, her sitting on my lap facing me, her sitting on my lap turned away from me, in bed in missionary position, in bed in wolf position, not to mention the feeling of her sweet mouth on my cock and my tongue inside her. These thoughts, these lusty fantasies, aroused me, of course, and I casually put my hands in my pockets, but stayed close to Gwaniella. No doubt her eyes were frequently on my crotch, but by staying close I
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Seventeen: Adara
As Edin led us through the salon and into his luxurious dining room, I noticed, with great disappointment, that Gwaniella was clutching Dane’s arm. I had hoped to be seated beside him at lunch and perhaps overcome his reluctance to engage in conversation. Perhaps his behavior wasn’t arrogance, but shyness? I wanted to find out. But Gwaniella spoiled that plan. She managed to be seated beside him. He didn’t seem to resist her affections, and I assumed there was something between them.That was fine with me. Dane Wiltshire had shown himself to be rude, arrogant, and condescending. So what did I want with him? Yes, he was handsome, but, how does the saying go? “Handsome is as handsome does.” I think the word in the saying is “pretty” and that it’s applied to women, but no matter. I applied it here. Let Dane have Gwaniella or vice versa. The two of them were nothing to me.Meanwhile, Edin sat at the head of the table with his
The Wolves of Vukasin Island Chapter Eighteen: Dane
I watched as Adara so sweetly sought to soothe her sister.“Fawna, you’ll be fine.” She crooned repeatedly, in a voice as smooth as honey.I longed to hear that voice whisper in my ear as I kissed and licked and sucked at her nipples and my hand moved between her legs.But sex was not my concern at the time. My concern was that the poor girl on the sofa had poisoned herself on a plant from my garden. My plant.As Edin sat beside her pressing a cool cloth to Fawna’s forehead, inwardly I cursed myself for keeping my eyes focused only on Adara and not being more vigilant over her sister when we were in my garden.Women are always attracted to beautiful flowers, and perhaps nothing growing on Vukasin Island was more beautiful than aconite: wolf’s bane, the Queen of Poison. Perhaps because of the nature of Vukasin—perhaps for another reason, I don’t know—the aconite that grows here was not only the most de
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