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KELLY

T he greasy meat lover’s pizza rumbled in my stomach as I rested my head on Jacob’s lap. An action movie played on the screen. Brainless entertainment while he petted my hair. I spent the first part of the film ruminating and sneaking glances at his face, but the more he caressed my head, the sleepier I became despite the impressive sound system playing out the booming explosions and screeching car chases.

When I woke up, sunlight filtered through the windows. I was in my panties on Jacob’s bed. Where was that incessant buzzing coming from? A heavy fog blanketed my brain, and I wanted nothing more than to fall back asleep. The alert part of my brain wouldn’t rest until we figured out what was going on.

Jacob walked into the bedroom, wearing a pair of jeans that hung low on his hips, giving me a delicious view of his chiseled abs and the deep V-cut muscles framing them. My inner wolf growled with a desire to drag him into bed with me until I spotted the pale claw marks marring his tan skin.

Ugh. If only I could’ve stopped myself from hurting him…

“You going to answer your phone, babe? Whoever it is has called three times.”

Right, my phone. I rubbed my eyes, trying to remember where I’d put it, but my wolfish senses guided my feet toward the dresser by the bed. My stomach sank when I saw who was calling… Emma.

“Hello?”

“It’s about time you answered. You really trying to ghost me again, Kelly?”

“Uh, hold on a moment.” My gaze darted to Jacob. Shit, shit, shit! While my hearing was sensitive, I could only bet Jacob’s was even more powerful. If Emma mentioned this was the first time we’d talked since that awful night, then I’d have a lot of explaining to do. With what happened yesterday, I didn’t want to jump into that now.

“Hold on? Seriously?” She huffed, but didn’t hang up. “Fine.”

I placed my hand over the speaker and bit my lower lip. “Can I have a minute to talk with Emma? Please?”

Jacob glanced between me and the phone. “I made breakfast. Don’t take too long.” Something like suspicion sparked in his eyes, but he shrugged. The ripple of muscles from that simple action almost made me moan, and I squeezed my thighs together.

Why was it everything he did turned me on? Wait, the full moon. That had to be it. No, it’s not. That was two days ago. Something about Jacob was seriously attractive, and I wanted him so badly, even if I was screwing things up by withholding the truth from him.

“Thank you.”

He walked out of the room, but he didn’t close the door behind him. Was he trying to make it easier to listen in? That didn’t sound like him. Regardless, I closed the door, then went to the bathroom, shutting that door behind me too. Just to be on the safe side.

“I’m back. Listen, I’m sorry about… everything really.” I thought about expanding, but if Jacob could hear me, being vague was better. “I’m glad you called.”

“Is everything okay?” Emma’s voice held traces of doubt. “Are you still at Jacob’s?”

I leaned my head against the bathroom wall, wishing I could have a break from people with their accurate trust issues. I wasn’t even fully awake yet. “Yes, things are fine, and I am still with Jacob.”

“Is he around? Is that why you’re being cagey? He’s not being terrible to you, is he?” She rushed on before I could respond. “I’ll beat the shit out of him if he is. You know that, right?” With a huff, she continued, “Let’s get together. I want to see you in person and chat about how you’re doing. Seriously. Pushing me away is not okay.”

The phone fell from my hand and clattered on the bathroom floor. She still wanted to hang out after I’d distanced myself? I hadn’t expected this.

“Kelly? Hello?” Her voice cut through my thoughts, and I bent to pick up the phone.

“Um, I dropped my phone. Sorry.” I sat on the edge of the tub. “First of all, he’s been amazing. It’s not him.” In fact, it was all me. I was on the verge of destroying something very special. Jacob could learn I was keeping secrets from him, and I didn’t know if our relationship would survive a betrayal like that. “And that works. I can meet up. I’ll just need to tell him I’m going out. When and where?”

“Great!” Emma let out a relieved sigh. “What about the new cafe over on Main Street near the New Age shop? We talked about going over there before… you know.” Her voice became quieter and sadder, and she cleared her throat. “Or we could hang at my place?—”

“No, that’s a fantastic idea. I’d love to visit the cafe. Like you said, it’s something we’ve wanted to do, so let’s do it!”

What if I was followed again? But it might’ve been a coincidence at the university. I couldn’t let the men who’d kidnapped me and those scientists ruin my life. I needed to feel free again. Visiting places with my friend felt like the best step toward that hope. “I’ll send you a text once I’ve told him I’m going out.”

“Awesome! I’ll see you soon.”

Even though our conversation had started on awkward footing, this felt right. Like it was meant to be. I smiled as I went to the living room.

Jacob lay on the couch, remote in hand, the TV fading to black. “Ready for breakfast?” His gaze slid over me from head to toe. “What happened with the call? Is Emma okay?”

“Yeah, she’s fine. We’re going to hang out.” I glanced over at the kitchen where the delicious scent of pancakes, bacon, eggs, and fruit delighted my nose. My stomach rumbled, and I couldn’t believe how hungry I was. Before all this, I’d never dreamed of eating so much food in one sitting… but now? I was starving. Maybe I was regaining my strength after the pitiful meals during our captivity. “After breakfast, of course.”

“You two are getting together? Why?” He pushed up from the couch, and the rippling of his muscles was entirely distracting. Huh. Could explain why he hadn’t put his shirt on yet. Most likely not, but who cooks bacon shirtless?

“Uh… Why wouldn’t we? She’s my friend…”

“Didn’t you two meet up yesterday? Not sure if I feel comfortable with you going out. I have somewhere to be today, so I can’t go with you.”

I blinked at him, unable to believe my ears. Did he think I was so helpless and unable to go out on my own? “Why would I need you to babysit me while I’m with Emma? She’s not going to hurt me or—” The words died on my lips as my gaze dipped to the scars on his chest. I turned away, stalking toward the breakfast bar. Of course, it wasn’t Emma worrying him. It was me. Would I be able to control myself? What was I doing?

Jacob’s footsteps padded after me, and he spun me around to face him. “Don’t worry about that. This was my fault.” He placed my hand over the wounds. “I haven’t taught you what you needed to know.” He cupped my chin, lifting my gaze to meet his. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me on purpose, and you won’t hurt Emma either. Keep your emotions in check. That’s the most important thing you can do as a wolf.”

I nodded, but keeping my emotions controlled was easier said than done, especially with everything going on right now. “It’s not your fault. There hasn’t been a lot of time. I swear I’ll do my best to remain in control.” I rose up on tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thank you for understanding.”

He rested his hands on my hips and held me close. “Of course. Call if you need me. Promise?” He leaned back enough to look me in the eye. The concern there bothered me, but maybe he was too worried. However, I wished I could read him better.

“I promise.” I lingered in his arms for a few moments before finally pulling back.

We ate a delicious breakfast together in his kitchen. I still couldn’t believe Jacob had made all this food. Knowing he wanted to cook for me was so sweet. Sweet, thoughtful, and shirtless. He was trying so hard. Once we finished eating, I kissed him again. “I’ll see you later.”

“See you later, babe. Be safe.” He shoved his hands into his pockets, watching me hop onto the elevator from his front door.

* * *

T he drive to the cafe on Main Street was quiet. Most of the businesses were opening or already open. Still, the sleepy downtown didn’t have many people around at the moment. The scent of baked goods from the cafe drew my attention as I passed the New Age shop. Part of me considered going inside. The shop might have something on how to deal with being a werewolf. Even as I thought about it, I laughed under my breath.

Yeah, right. I wasn’t normal anymore. Who said the people inside the store would even know about the supernatural? It wasn’t every day that someone claimed to be a werewolf. Telling another person might lead to more crazy science research. I couldn’t be a lab rat again.

Still, something about the place called to me. Like I needed to go inside, even if I was just killing time waiting for Emma. But if she didn’t find me at the cafe, would she think I’d blown her off?

No, I had my phone with me. She’d likely text when she arrived. The only excuse I had was my deep-seated intimidation. My parents had frowned upon anything out of the ordinary when I was growing up. They’d hate me if they knew what I’d become. Not that it mattered. I was still the same person I’d always been. And they never cared for her either. I refused to sit back and take their foul treatment, though. I was stronger than that.

Drawing in a deep breath, I headed for Eternally Magick’s door. Inwardly, I braced myself before I reached for the handle. The sign on the door said ‘Closed.’ Odd. The shop’s posted hours said it should have been open. I shrugged. At least, I wouldn’t have to worry about feeling awkward inside the shop while trying to look for answers about my new life.

I turned from the door to see a redheaded woman hurrying in my direction. Did I know her from somewhere?

“Just a minute! I’m a little late opening up,” the redhead said. “It’s been a rough couple of days.”

Hold on. No way.

My thoughts flashed back to the woman’s cry from the other night. Hearing that heart-wrenching sound and knowing someone could’ve died still hurt. No, I couldn’t stick around here. I had to get away.

I opened my mouth to say something, anything. No words came out. I took a few steps from the door. “I’m so sorry.”

The woman frowned as she walked closer. “Thanks, I think.” Her forehead scrunched, causing a crease between her brows. “Uh, is everything okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Her gaze swept our surroundings, as if trying to find the cause for my current state. Then again, she kept giving me a strange look too. What was up with that?

She likely didn’t know she was the reason I felt on edge. Ugh.

“Nothing,” I blurted, my muscles tightening. “I’m okay. I?—”

“You’ve got this wild energy about you,” she murmured, more to herself than me. “Like I’m in the calm before a storm.” Drawing in a steadying breath, she unlocked the store’s door. “Come on inside. No need to feel weird about browsing the shop. Is that what you’re worried about? Please let me know if I can help you with anything. I’d be happy to assist.” She stepped inside and held the door for me. “It’s safe.”

My nose twitched. Her tone felt off. Was she scared? If this was the same woman from the other night, then I could see why she might be. Hell, I was afraid too.

I glanced over my shoulder, checking the cafe for signs of Emma. Now was my chance to escape, but I was curious about my current condition. Maybe I could learn more about the man we’d left to die. The man who’d rescued Jacob and me from our prison, only to be shot by those who wanted to keep us captive… “I-I’m meeting a friend at the cafe. Sorry.”

The redhead rubbed her bloodshot eyes. Faint bruises and a few scrapes marred her skin from having her face shoved into the gravel at that gas station. “Oh… Maybe swing by after?” She shook her head and forced a smile. “Sorry. I just… Have a nice lunch.”

“Sure. I’ll come back later.” What was I doing? Why didn’t I leave when I had the chance? But I knew why. My wolf could sense her inner turmoil. No one deserved to face that kind of pain alone, especially when she seemed to reach out to me. Or was I just imagining that?

No, my extraordinary senses confirmed it.

The redhead’s face brightened a little, and it made me happy. Like I’d done something right for once. See? I can socialize.

“Great. I look forward to it. My name’s Mia. What’s yours?”

“I’m Kelly.” I smiled back. The distinct click of heels on the sidewalk drew my attention, but I kept my gaze on Mia. “Me too. I’ve never been to a shop like this. I’m curious to see what you have.”

“Oh, it’s awesome. We have something for everyone, and I’m not just saying that.” She tilted her head with pursed lips, as if running through a list in her mind. “I’ll give you the full rundown when you return.”

I glanced away to see Emma sauntering toward us. She wore a pretty dress with a pair of high-heeled black boots that stretched to her knees. Emma waved at me with excitement, but her smile slipped at seeing me chat with Mia.

“Hey. Who’s this?” Emma asked, pausing beside me. Her gaze flicked between us with a hint of confusion, like she wasn’t sure where she fit in.

If I’d known Mia would be here, I might’ve suggested Emma and I meet up somewhere else. However, I couldn’t have known. But that didn’t matter. I’d agreed to hang out with my friend. I could talk with Mia after lunch, so I waved goodbye before turning to leave.

Emma walked with me. “So, who was that?” She frowned before peeking over her shoulder at the storefront behind us.

I blew out a breath, not knowing how to explain who Mia was. I couldn’t tell Emma the truth. Oh, just a woman Jacob and I left to die… along with her boyfriend. The thought alone made me cringe. “She runs the New Age shop, I guess. I thought about heading in there while I was waiting for you. I didn’t know how much longer you’d be, so… Might as well kill some time, huh?”

“Oh right. You should’ve told me. We can stop by the shop after we grab a coffee and talk.” Emma hooked her arm through mine, and we walked to the cafe.

Was that a great idea? Not sure.

With Emma around, I wouldn’t be able to browse the store in search of answers. And how would I learn about what happened to Mia and her boyfriend? My pulse quickened, and the urge to break free from Emma’s grasp leapt to life within me. Suddenly, this all felt like too much. Maybe I couldn’t handle being out in public.

The second the doors opened, the bakery scents punched me in the nose. All sorts of breads, spreads, and blends of coffee. A wave of nausea shuddered through me, and I placed my hand on the door frame to steady myself.

Oh god. Please… Calm down. Shallow breaths…

“I’ll find us a table.” My voice was a faint whisper, even to my own ears. I cleared my throat. “Mango iced tea and a chocolate chip cookie. I’ll send you my portion of the bill via app.” I turned to leave, but Emma tightened her grip on my arm.

“Are you okay, Kelly? You look pale.” Her eyebrows drew together like she didn’t know what to do. “The table’s a good idea. Let’s find one together.” She guided me to one on the patio. “There you go. Fresh air might help.”

I worried my lower lip, trying to remain in control. She was right about the fresh air. Many scents still existed out here, but the cool breeze took away their overwhelming power. However, the din of conversation around us grew to an ever-increasing volume. I could feel my control slipping farther away from me.

No, no, no…

If I didn’t regain my composure, my wolf could go on a rampage. The last time that happened, I’d clawed Jacob. Someone might be seriously hurt, and I was already drawing a lot of unwanted attention.

I peeked beneath my long hair to find an escape in case I should run. The fence separating the patio from Main Street was only waist high. I could jump it, especially since I knew how powerful my legs were these days.

But I leaned back in the chair, doing my best to box breathe through this turmoil. Still, the stress of being amongst a crowd kept my feet ready to move at a moment’s notice.

“Thanks.” I looked at Emma seated beside me. “And I’m so sorry about pushing you away. I just—” A man laughed loudly behind me, and I nearly jumped from my chair. When I realized he was dining with his spouse and their young child, who held up a crayon-smeared coloring book, I resettled. “Sorry.” My gaze cut to Emma before I lowered it to the cafe’s menu. “It’s just been difficult the past few days… or well, month? You’re the only one… I mean, other than Jacob… who cares about what happened.” I gulped. “Thank you.”

“Kelly…” Her hand rested over mine on top of the menu. “Of course I care. You’re my bestie—whether you like it or not.” She smirked and rolled her eyes. Relief flooded through me, and I finally relaxed. “Maybe we should’ve gone to my place. I could’ve brought snacks from the cafe. You look like you’re ready to bolt.”

“Yeah, I guess that would’ve been smart. I’m not used to crowds and feeling boxed in…” When a waiter walked behind me, I instinctively leaned away from him. “But I’m kinda getting used to this. It’s okay.” I forced a smile onto my face.

Emma nodded, squeezing my hand. “If you want to go somewhere else, we can do that. And seriously? You think I’d let you pay for your own shit after what happened? Geez. I’m the one who should apologize for going off on you. You were hurting, and I was too worried about my own pain. So I’m sorry too.”

“What?” My head jerked up, but her expression was serious. “No, really? I…” So many emotions bubbled up within me in rapid succession—surprise, concern, skepticism, and awe. My beast brushed against my chest in silent warning, and I ran my sweaty palm over my jean-clad leg. “It’s okay. I’m just glad we’re hanging out again.”

“Me too.” Emma beamed. “You sit tight. I’ll be back with our order.” She stood there for a moment, then glanced around as if making sure I’d be fine while she was inside. “Text if you need me.”

“Okay.” I waved. Inwardly, I felt my wolf stretching upward, threatening to take over.

Stay calm, Kelly… Deep breaths. Remember what Jacob said.

If I didn’t, my world could come crashing down around me, and I refused to have that happen. Not again. I didn’t want to spend my life caged. Whether that was by crazy scientists or simply being kept at home because I couldn’t handle this new life as a werewolf.

I just wanted to live again. Was that asking too much?