Lahat ng Kabanata ng Embraced By The Pack: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

The next morning, I dressed in the big, scratchy clothes we’d found me for work, and zipped my combat boots on too. Rocky remained beside me, and my fingers were tangled in his fur when I met Rocco’s dad in the driveway of his house.He gave me a tired grin when he saw me. Though I hadn’t seen Rocco smile in person, I immediately saw the resemblance between him and his dad thanks to the pictures on the plaque his mom had hung on the wall in the store.He held a hand out. “I’m Oscar Hughes the second—Ozzy, to friends and family. Which includes you now.” He winked at me.My cheeks warmed a bit as I took his hand, and shook it with the one that wasn’t tangled in Rocco’s fur.“I’m Madeline Wooley the first, but I usually go by Del.” I winked backHis grin widened. “Let’s get your tools moved over to my truck then, Miss Del. You’ll be riding in the company vehicle with me.”I nodded. “Sounds good.”We got Rocco’s assload of tools into the back of his dad’s truck, and then Rocky and I climb

"For starters, I was never looking for a platonic mate, as you continued to assume," Rocco started, without so much as taking a second to think about it.I guessed he could've been considering what to say to me the entire time he was trapped in his wolf form."The second bed was always for Oscar—Ryder, as he's decided he would rather be called. I still haven't gotten used to calling him that, but I guess I don't have time to talk about that." He gestured between us, and I felt a bit guilty for a minute."I caught your scent in the dorms a few months before we met when I was helping Ebony move some things. I didn't realize it was yours, and I was in a dark place, so they didn't tell me until the day of that damn barbecue. I was going to come looking for you after the party was over—though I didn't know it was you, exactly, that I would be looking for."My eyebrows lifted high. "Ebony didn't tell me that.""The pack does a decent job at keeping each other's secrets." Rocco shrugged a bi

We got dressed quickly, not taking the time to shower, and then headed to work. Ozzy was thrilled when we showed up together, and that made me feel pretty good.I thought things would be awkward between me and Rocco after what we’d done earlier, but it wasn’t at all. We exchanged grins and made jokes just like we had the day before when we were watching movies, and it was nice.Nice.Who was I kidding?It was damn perfect.I had to take like five different snack breaks, but Rocco and his dad both assured me that was normal, and Rocco bought me enough food to make me feel needy (even though I tried to pay for myself a few times, he refused).By the time we got home, we took turns in the shower quickly before getting dressed equally fast and heading over to join the pack for dinner.Dinner was…Weird.Rocco was no longer playful, his gaze dark every time one of his buddies tried to talk to me. I could tell he was struggling with his possessiveness, so I told everyone we were bowing out

Rocco parked in the middle of the forest and reminded me how to shift forms. The shift was a hell of a lot more painful than I remembered, but the pain eventually faded, and then my wolf was at the helm.She snuggled up against Rocky’s side, letting him sniff her and nuzzle her and check out every damn bit of her. Her chin was held high, except when the other wolf came close enough for her to nuzzle or poke him back—then she nuzzled or poked him.Seemed like Rocco had been right about them being obsessed with each other.They didn’t even run right away, just rolling around, snuggling, and playing together right next to the truck for a while.When my wolf had her fill of that, she barked at Rocky, then growled at him and sat.He tilted his head but followed her cue and sat.She nodded at him emphatically, before taking off running into the trees.I wasn’t sure what she was doing—maybe playing a game of tag or something?He didn’t follow her right away though, so he either didn’t know w

The day was even longer than I’d expected.Rocco only growled a couple of times—much to the entertainment of the classes, some of which tried to get a rise out of him by staring at me.We ate lunch together at his desk, our feet tangled a bit while we downed far too many sandwiches and snacks together.The afternoon crept by even slower than the morning had, and I found myself wandering YouTube with a headphone in my ear, and only a fraction of my attention on Rocco. He was giving the same lesson he’d already given five times, and I was pretty damn bored of it, despite the passion he had for the subject.Somehow, I ended up listening to some indie musicians I’d never heard before. I found myself tapping my foot to the beat, thinking about how I would change a few of the songs a bit if I were them, and how I had already changed some others when I’d put my twist on them for classes I’d taken.The musicians were good—but I was too. I felt a bit awkward admitting it, but I knew my music w