Page 213 of His Hungry Wolf

“It was something,” I completed.

Quin laughed. “Yes.”

“Now that I’m back, I’m probably going to have to make up a few shifts at work. But, I want to see you.”

“I want to see you, too,” he said with a smile. “After all, you are my boyfriend.”

“Yeah, I am,” I said having forgotten.

With that, I leaned over, slipped my hand behind his neck, and pulled his lips to mine. The kiss was electric. The heat between us billowed. Having him in my hands again made my body tingle.

“Cage!” I heard someone say.

I pulled away from where I most wanted to be to see Tasha staring into the truck. She looked shocked. Behind her was her best friend Vi, because, of course, she was. With her mouth still hanging open, she ran to the door of their building.

“I take it that she isn’t okay with the breakup?” Quin asked.

“She should be. She’s the one who broke up with me. Although, I was gonna do it if she hadn’t. I didn’t need to know that I was a wolf shifter to realize we were meant to be together.”

Quin blushed. “Did you want to come up?” he asked with the cutest shy smile.

“Thanks for the invitation, but I should go home. I have class in the morning and it was a long drive. I just wanna shower and pass out.”

Quin was disappointed. “Okay. When am I going to see you again?”

I thought about that. There was a part of me that wanted to go to his room with him and never let him out of my sight for the rest of my life.

“I’ll text you tomorrow. By the way, when do you think you’ll get the results from the blood test?”

“I’ll call my dad in the morning and then send it as soon as I can after that. I assume I’ll have something by Friday?”

“Wow, that’s fast.”

“My crazy life comes in handy sometimes.”

Quin settled in my eyes. “I’m already missing you,” he told me.

“Me too,” I told him knowing what I was going to have to get him to give up if we were going to be together.

I smiled, kissed him one more time, and then watched him walk away. He was the sexiest person I had ever seen. I couldn’t believe that someone like him wanted to be with me.

As I drove home I thought about the magnitude of what I had discovered about myself. I was a friggin’ wolf shifter. That’s… crazy. I couldn’t even begin to understand what that meant.

And, how was it that my father was a dragon shifter? Could dragon shifters have kids that were wolf shifters? Or, was how Dr. Tom had described dragons true. Was the man who raised me a hording, greedy, thief?

I couldn’t deny how much that sounded like him. So, if you add in how different my father and I looked and acted, didn’t I have to take his drunken comments as truth? Had he just stolen me from someone who might have loved me?

Why would he have done it? How much different would my life had been if he hadn’t? Could Nero be my true family? Could I actually have a mother?

By the time I had arrived back at the cabin, I had worked myself into a rage. I had a plan and I was going to use an axe to get my father out of my life for good. Piled outside, I was then going to burn his remains to ash.

Unlocking the cabin’s front door, I pulled it open with a singular purpose. What I found threw me back as hard as seeing it for the first time. The dragon was gone. Where did it go? Did this mean my father was alive?

Preparing myself for anything including a life and death fight, my heart raced. Scanning everywhere, I slowly explored the cabin. It looked like how I had left it on Friday just with the dragon gone.

My father’s bedroom door was still partially open. If he had shifted back into himself, there was no way he wouldn’t at least have closed it considering how obsessed he had been with keeping it locked. And, when I confirmed that the place was empty, I grabbed my phone and called Quin.

“It’s gone,” I told him.

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