Page 9 of Falling for her Guardian

What if his truemate didn’t want anything to do with him because he was a shifter?

What the hell was he going to do?

Seren couldn’t believe her luck.

She had an opportunity to be in Northernmost and see the Well up close, and she happened to be rescued by a shifter of all people.

Too bad.

He was definitely the sexiest guy she’d ever seen in her entire life.

Tall and broad shouldered, and even though he was wearing a thick coat, she could feel how strong he was when he pulled her to her feet and held her when she’d nearly face-planted into him.

It was dark, but she could still see him in the Northern Lights, which made everything glow, and it was easy to tell he was handsome.

Gorgeous.

He seemed to care about her right away, and she didn’t know what to do with that. In the beginning, her ex had seemed to care too, and she’d fallen headfirst for it.

He made her heart clench in a weird and funny way that she’d never experienced before.

And that was just too damn bad, because she didn’t mess around with shifters.

Even panty-dropping sexy ones that made her skin tingle and her fingers ache to touch him.

Their bodies bumped as they walked through a packed-down snowy path toward what looked like a big rectangular shadow in the distance. She looked over her shoulder at the portal. She’d never seen anything like it.

The witch’s portal in the woods had just been a bright oval, but the one here in Northernmost looked like a big archway.

“Are those bones?” she asked.

“At the Entrance? Yes. From some creature that’s not around anymore.”

She shivered.

“Do you want my coat?” he asked, already unbuttoning it.

She protested but the protest died on her lips when he put the coat over her shoulders and gave them a squeeze.

She was enveloped in his scent, which reminded her of starlit nights and the first snow of winter. She nearly swooned on her feet like a damsel from a romance novel.

Get a hold of yourself, Seren!

“Thanks.”

She nearly swallowed her tongue his coat smelled so good.

Could a person come just by how good a guy smelled? Because that would be embarrassing, but also pretty dang cool.

She gripped the coat around herself and walked by his side. The snow crunched under their feet and her nose felt like it was going to freeze right off her face.

They reached the building a few moments later. He pulled off one glove and pressed his thumb to a small pad beside a security door. There was a red flash from the pad and then the door clicked as it unlocked. He pulled the door open and said, “After you.”

She hesitated.

“Am I in trouble?”

“For what?” he asked.

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