Page 16 of Wolves in Lust

No. My father wants you by his side. But Misti kept the thought to herself.

“You return to him.”

“Without you?” Finally, a flicker of emotion flashed across his features as he frowned and furrowed his eyebrows. “What will you be doing?”

“Tell Father not to worry. I’ll find Gerald for him. I won’t return home without him.”

Before Xavier could respond, she shifted back to her wolf form and took off running. Anders’s scent—woody cinnamon—had seared into her memory. She would find it.

She would find Anders. And then she’d take care of him.

Like a flash in the dying night, she was gone, hunting for the one she’d allowed to enjoy her body, only this time, their reunion would not be pleasant.

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