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Here is a tease from Gareth’s point of view. Nadya has just survived her first shift during the full moon.
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I half expected Jason to race into the clearing and shove me aside to get to Nadya. It was obvious our Pack doctor had more than a medical interest in her. Who could blame him? She had brains, beauty, and somehow through the whole ordeal with the sadistic psycho who bit her, she still seemed to have hope and a smile that lit up a room. Crazy.
Rounding the boulder, I finished buckling my belt and looked up to find Nadya on her feet staring at me. My gaze ran over every inch of her exposed flesh, and suddenly I was ravenous to touch her. I frowned, and shoved my hands in the pockets of my jeans, forcing my lungs to pull in some cool air.
“Guess you didn’t get undressed in time, huh?”
She looked down at her ragged clothes and laughed. “You think?”
Deep in the shadows of my damaged soul an ache festered. I rubbed my chest. “You handled the change pretty well.”
Small talk wasn’t anything I practiced. Ever.
“I survived it. That counts for something, right?”
She took a step closer and I noticed her hard nipples, pressing against the remains of her tank top. Remnants of her bra and underwear were discarded on the ground behind her. Shit. I met her eyes again and did my best to keep mine from wandering.
This woman had no idea how sexy she was.
“I had the most incredible night. Well, except for the shifting. Childbirth’s got nothing on turning into a wolf. Although I’ve never given birth, so I guess it’s not fair for me to say, but…” She shook her head, her cheeks flushing with color. “I’m rambling. Sorry about that.”
Strangely, the corner of my mouth started to curve up. What the hell was it with this girl?
Jason and the others finally arrived, interrupting us. Saved by the Pack. Jason swooped in with his doctor questions, but I didn’t miss the way he stumbled when he saw her torn tank top barely covered her breasts.
And it pissed me off.
I frowned again, clenching my fists. Definitely time to go.
“Night everyone.” I nodded to my Alpha, clasped forearms with his brother Aren, and got the hell out of dodge.
Once I was far enough away that her scent was clear of my nostrils, the fog lifted in my mind. I didn’t want any part of Nadya, no matter what my body might think. I could almost hear the clock ticking her life away every time Jason looked at her.
Darrien Fonthill, the genetically enhanced werewolf that bit her, gave Nadya a death sentence. None of the juiced up werewolf soldiers had survived Project Moonlight, the Nero Organization’s government experiments, not that they cared. Sick bastards.
And Nadya wouldn’t be any different, regardless of how hard Jason tried to save her.
The sunrise lightened the sky, coloring it by the time I reached my bike. I opened the saddlebag. Grabbing the black leather riding gloves, I swung my leg over the seat. Orange and yellow painted the heavens and dimmed the stars. I drank in the growing light and pulled on the gloves. My black helmet hung on the side of the other saddlebag. As long as I was up in the mountains around Lake Tahoe, I could get away without wearing it. No police up here to hassle with.
This was my favorite time of day. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the clean mountain air. Mornings made the day feel new, unburdened by reality. No one looked at me with pity lining their faces, or invited me to come by to share a meal as if that would fill the gaping hole inside me. Like some chili and cornbread might right the wrongs in my life.
Don’t think about it. I growled and slid on Ray-Ban sunglasses.
Tipping the bike up, I kicked the stand out of the way. Time to get the hell out of here. The Harley roared to life, ripping through the silence. I gave it more gas, enjoying the deafening rumble of the engine. With a tight grip on the handlebars, I let out the clutch and took off down the mountain road with a vengeance. Wind in my hair, cold air stinging my face, I opened the throttle on the bike and tried to stay ahead of the ghosts of the past.
Just another fucking day.
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