Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Astrid wanted to scream and fist bump the air, but that would just make her completely immature, and that was not what she wanted.
What made her stomach twist was the moment he reached out, took a cookie, and had a bite. That moan he expelled, she felt deep in her core, and she was pretty sure the sound he made actually aroused her. This took her by surprise.
“This is a good cookie.” And with that, he was gone.
Get a grip.
She needed to get her head on straight. He only said it was a good cookie. This was not a date or anything. It was just Lord trying a cookie. That was all.
And yet, she couldn’t deny how damn happy she was that he liked what she baked.
****
“Are you nervous?”
Lord turned toward Blake, a little confused, and he was not the kind of guy that got confused about anything.
“About what?”
“You know, the full moon tomorrow night. Being alone with Astrid.”
What was it about the full moon that seemed to have the whole human population in a state of panic? In most situations, the wolves rarely even ventured to town. They were not drawn to built-up areas, or at least in his experience they never were. They much preferred to stay to the open woods, and around No Wolves Road, there was a shit ton of woods. Lots of forests, going on for miles.
There was no reason to venture into town. If they did, he would put money on it being a new wolf who didn’t have a clue what they were doing. As for him, he was just going to stick around the ranch, as he’d done for many years now. Ever since he’d come to No Wolves Road, he stuck to himself. The lonely wolf, a recluse, which suited him well. He already had his fill of wolf pack dramas with the brats who decided to set their fireworks off on his land. Their Alpha had been pissed, and their punishments were severe. Going into different pack lands was not acceptable. Certainly not to cause a nuisance.
Lord hadn’t wanted the kids to get in too much trouble, which is what he told the Alpha. He just didn’t want them to set fireworks off on his land. If they startled the cattle or the horses, it would affect him. In the end, he left, letting the Alpha deal with that shit, while he came home to temptation.
Astrid had always been a difficult woman to ignore, and now, living with her, it was next to impossible. The vanilla scent was in every room, and it also seemed to be in the furniture. Even his bedroom had the scent of her, and it was driving him crazy. There were times when he wanted to grab something and press his face against it. He knew it was the wolf and the full moon. With every passing day, these feelings were getting harder to ignore.
“She’ll be in the house,” Lord said.
“And you think that is wise?”
“You’re questioning my judgment?”
“Yes. This is the first time she’s going to be close to you on a full moon. She’s not going to be in town, but in your home.”
“It doesn’t matter to me.”
“Ah, so we’re doing the whole pretending we don’t give a fuck about her, is that it?”
Lord glared at him. “You’re concerned?”
“Of course I’m concerned. You’re an asshole, and we’ve got some good food. You upset her, and we all get to suffer. Trust me, I don’t want to go back to you cooking for us, or having to get freaking takeout. Even my wife likes the leftovers I take home, and trust me, I like that she likes it.”
Lord didn’t need to guess that Blake’s wife was a very happy woman, and showed Blake her appreciation. The man loved his wife.
“I’m not going to do anything,” Lord said.
Blake looked at him, doubtful.
“I’m never close to home during a full moon, and I have no intention of going back there until after the full moon has come and gone.” That was as clear as he could get.
“You’re not. Won’t you starve?”
“I have already packed myself some food to get by.” He knew he was acting strangely, and the best way to deal with that problem was to keep a wide berth.
Astrid was the problem, as was the full moon. If he kept his distance, all would be okay.
He and Blake continued to fix the rest of the fences that had broken down. It didn’t matter how often he did this job, it was a never-ending task. Fences wore over time and constantly needed fixing. It was a job he liked to do himself, and not rely on anyone else. After they got through the fixing, he took his lunch case and let Blake take the car back to the house.