Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Gray starts unbuttoning his shirt, looking at me with an expression I can only describe as wary. He didn’t expect to see me here. He had no idea that I could find him. It’s quite mad, really, how little he thought of me, even after clearly being in my orbit for a long time.
“If I show you my animal nature, there will be no going back,” he says. “None whatsoever. You will be…”
“Stop talking and get undressed,” I say, moving my finger back to the trigger. He notices the small movement and pulls the shirt off his shoulders in one rough movement.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy this power move. I’ve been at his mercy for longer than I realized. He’s been keeping me in the dark, keeping his eyes on me. He’s been coming into my space. He’s been lurking around me. He’s made me small. He’s made me his victim. And now he’s the one being made vulnerable. He’s the one with a slight tremor in his fingers. I know he hopes I don’t notice.
I do.
I notice everything.
Especially everything about him.
This is the first time I’ve felt a scrap of power since I met him. He deserves this. And worse. I think about what I might do next. I was prepared to shoot him on sight, but I think I’ll let him pretend he can turn into a wolf first, and then, well, maybe I’ll get him to do some other things for me. Make him dance for me, maybe.
Gray shoots me a stern look as I start to smile. It’s probably supposed to dampen my mood, but I don’t care. I am so far beyond giving a damn what I am supposed to do. I know a few things about life that most people don’t get to know this young. I know it can be taken away when you least expect it. And I know that there’s more things in it than can be described to most people.
He pulls off his undershirt, exposing a very muscular, very well-defined body. He’s been hurt before. He’s been carved into by life. If he’s not careful, my bullet will add to the scars and scrapes.
In spite of my cold fury with him, there’s something about this man I find incredibly fucking hot. He’s built like sin, and I know he’s capable of making me feel sexual things I’ve never felt before. It would be a pity to shoot the source of the most incredible orgasms I’ve ever had.
I have never had this much power before. Ever. I’ve always had money. But I’ve never had a man’s life at my fingertip this way. It’s quite intoxicating.
He’s… oh, his pants are coming off too.
“Ripping through endless underwear gets expensive over time,” he says, flickering a little wink at me as he sweeps his boxers down and off, displaying his entire body to me.
Damn. I almost forget why we’re here.
He’s very, very attractive, and seeing his cock hanging thick and long between his thighs reminds me of how it felt when it was inside me. He fucked me so damn hard I felt as though I was someone entirely different. Someone who felt things more deeply, someone knew what pleasure was.
“Don’t just stand there looking silly,” I tell him. “Show me. Or I shoot.”
He shakes his head at me, like he’s doing what I told him because he’s playing along, like I’m getting into real trouble here.
“Don’t panic when you see this,” he says. “I’d prefer if you put the gun down. People tend to panic when they see me as a wolf, and you might reflexively shoot me.”
“Trust me,” I say, my lips twisting with amusement. “I’m quite good at controlling my reflexes.”
“That might be true,” he says. “I’ve been impressed by you, Calista. You’ve been very hard to throw off the scent. And if I do what I am about to do, it will change things for both of us forever. You understand that what has been seen, cannot be unseen.”
“I’m aware,” I say. “Now show me.”
“Alright, Callie,” he says, using that diminutive term that makes me feel so small. I let him do it, this time, because we are on the precipice of him showing me some kind of…
He does it.
He actually. Fucking. Does. It.
One moment he is a naked man standing in front of me, and the next there is a wolf larger and more fearsome than I can begin to describe looking at me with piercing blue eyes through black and tan fur.
My eyes well with tears.
It’s real. He’s real. I’m not imagining it. I haven’t spent what feels like a lifetime looking for someone like him for no reason.
I put the gun down beside me, and like a flash he is on me. He leaps, shifts back into his human form, and snatches the weapon away from me in an instant.