Page 126 of Her Wolf

It burnt her tongue.

Cora jerked, hurriedly setting the mug down and staring at it if it was a pile of snakes.

A tongue rasped over the back of her hand. She stared wide-eyed at the dog as it turned gorgeous, imploring eyes on her, and then looked at the tray.

Cora’s hand shook when she set the plate on the floor. She yanked her legs up as the dog wolfed down the bacon, eggs, and toast in case one of her toes got in the way.

She slowly backed away, her feet tangling in the sheet as she tried to get off the bed without catching Lady’s attention.

So intent was she on the dog, that when she slipped off the bed and backed up into a warm, tight body, she screamed in shock.

A hand clapped over her mouth.

“No, no, no!” Zachary yelled in her ear, giving her a rough shake. “No more noise!”

So Cora squeezed her eyes shut and tried desperately to stifle her next scream.

She couldn’t.

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