Page 30 of Advocate Omega (Unforeseen Paths #1)
Zander
What?!
Not only did he fucking laugh at me like a hundred times, but he got me all riled up, ruined my brand new leggings because I’m wet as fuck, and now he’s running away?
He just…left me here with a boner and no relief?
Unreal. Un fucking real!
With a snarl, I adjust my aching cock and take off after him. He veers to the left, darting between more trees and making me scramble to keep up.
“I’m going to kick your ass!” I scream at him, anger and sexual frustration oozing through my veins. “And I’m not letting you fuck me for a week!”
“You sure about that?” he calls over his shoulder and vanishes.
“That’s cheating!”
I can still smell him, so he isn’t far. Weaving through the trees, I follow his scent until I appear back in the field. Lucan is shirtless. Shirtless. Those big, perky pecs are shiny with sweat, his abs rippling with heavy breaths, and his hands are at the seam of his jeans.
“Don’t you dare get naked out here!” I cry out.
“What if I want to be an exotic dancer?” he unzips, and I lose it.
Fucking lose it.
He wanted me mad, well, now I’m livid.
With a roar, I shed my mortal skin and land on four paws.
Thump thump.
Thump thump.
“Fuck.”
He smells but doesn’t know. What is it? Who is it? He shakes his fur, shakes his head, but it’s wrong. Right? He moves, paws scratch, grass bends.
Thump thump.
Thump thump.
Small body. Skin and bones.
Thump thump.
Thump thump.
Does he know this male? Does he remember? He stalks. He growls and snaps his jaws. Prey or predator? Friend or foe?
Thump thump.
Thump thump.
“Zan.”
Not his name. No name. No home. No father.
“Baby, I’m going to shift, okay? You did it.”
Did what? He smells. He gets closer. Who is it? What are you?
Stranger changes. Skin to fur. Fingers to claws. He snarls. Hackles rise.
Wolf.
Wolf.
Wolf.
Alpha.
He cowers. Belly to the grass. He whines and whimpers. Howls for father. Howls for alpha. Help him. Save him.
Black wolf nuzzles. Black wolf licks. He listens.
Thump thump.
Thump thump.
Heart.
His heart. Their heart.
Alpha.
His alpha.
I gasp, sprawled out on the grass, naked, with Lucan covering me with the blanket we brought for this.
“Luc,” I sob, holding him tight. “Oh fuck, that was not fun.”
“You did so well, baby. So well.”
“I didn’t know who you were!”
He smiles down at me, brushes my sweaty hair off my forehead. “You did.”
“Your fur is black.”
“And yours is white. You are beautiful, sweet thing. Stunning.”
My lip wobbles as I try to shake the wolf away. “I don’t know if I want to do that ever again.”
“But you can ,” he insists, kissing me gently. “And that is all I needed to know.”