Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wolfbitten: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

NIKOLAI“He should take Terri with him,” Yulia explained. “She could help him if something happens. We never allow anyone in our pack to travel alone. It’s for good reason.”“You know what.” Lance looked up, and a smirk appeared on his face. “That girl has been getting weak. She slacked with her training in school. Time out in the Alaskan wild would be good for her. I’ve been going too easy on her.”Yulia nodded her approval.“Go get Terri ready to go. I’ll have a talk with Nikolai,” Lance said, and gestured to the chair in front of his desk.Yulia practically skipped out of his office. I likely lost a centimeter of teeth from grinding them so hard. It took everything in me not to flip over Lance’s desk. What could he possibly be thinking?He pulled a knife out of the top drawer of his desk and stroked it between his thumb and pointer finger. A typical threatening alpha tactic. “I’m assuming you’d like to make an heir one day.”“I would,” I confirmed, not sure where this was conversat

THERESAThere was a shift in Nikolai. I don’t even know how I so definitively understood this. One moment, he was his usual grumpy self, with dark clouds hanging over him. And the next moment, something just seemed lighter about him.At first, I thought I imagined it. But as we traveled, something was… different. His shoulders weren’t as tense. His ears weren’t flicking back toward every sound like they usually did. And when I stumbled over uneven snow, his head turned—just for a second—before he returned his focus forward. The realization crept over me slowly. There was a shift in Nikolai.I didn’t think I’d ever felt so in tune with someone before. I’d never been so aware of someone’s mood, especially someone that was well-practiced at keeping a poker face. But the longer we traveled together, the less I could ignore how tuned in to him I was.After following him for over twelve hours, he made an abrupt stop. I can’t lie. I was relieved. My legs felt like they would give if we conti

THERESAI jumped onto the enemy wolf, trying to get a good hold of his back. I latched my claws to his body as if he were a piece of rock I was climbing. Thick blood stained my paws. He bucked, but I kept hold of him, riding him as if he were a wild bronco. Nausea bubbled in my stomach. The wild ride was not mixing well with the wolfsbane that was still in my system. I swallowed back the vomit and tightened my grip on him. I would not give in to the wolfsbane or to him. I had to keep him away from Nikolai. It would be far too impossible to fight two wolves at once. Especially such big and trained ones as these. Alpine Snow Pack had certainly not sent their runts out here.The wolf kept bucking, and my grip began to slip. My claws slipped down his back. While it did have the effect of lengthening the scratch wound I was leaving in his back, it also left me less stable as he kicked up his hind legs, shook himself side to side. And then he finally shook me loose. I flew through the air,

GINGERMy legs wobbled like Jell-o, barely holding me up. My arms were heavy like lead. Each labored breath stabbed my lungs. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I was sweating like a fat hog at a barbecue. Which was quite a lot considering I was outdoors in the middle of the coldest winter I’d ever experienced in my life. Long story short, Sara was kicking my fat ass.For our first day of training, she took me out to an open area where the snow was so deep I could barely walk. Every time I tried to move more than a foot, I was out of breath. I had, of course, worn a full snow suit, knowing we’d be training outdoors today. And very much regretting my choice.And you’d think that she would go easy on me for my first lesson, but no. Not at all. Not even a bit. Didn’t pull back any of her punches. Well, okay, she hadn’t actually punched me, but she had knocked me into the snow so many times that my whole core was burning from how many times I’d had to get myself back up from a hor

THERESAThe next time I woke, he was still wrapped around me, holding me as if his life depended on it. His even breathing informed me that he was still sleeping. I didn’t want to accidentally wake him, so I laid as still as I could. Not that it was exactly a burden.Something about his touch sent a slow, delicious warmth coursing through me. At first, I barely noticed it as something other than the natural comfort of shared body heat. But then… then it became something else. The faintest friction. A shift in his breathing. The tension between us changed, thickening in the cold air.A soft vibration traveled from the surface of my skin to my bones, energizing me from the inside out. My nipples were stiff and peaked against him, and not because of the cold. I couldn’t help but try to bring myself closer, greedily gliding up against him while it was socially acceptable. A soft, deep moan escaped his mouth and echoed along the walls of the small cabin we were in. The warmth of his body