Staring at my bride, my mind swirled. What was I supposed to do now? I could figure my way out of this. I was sure of it. And as my brain began churning out a myriad of plans, my bride leaned forward and kissed me.
Soft, gentle. Those were his lips. His lips, not hers. In a second, I found his neck in my hand. It was small, narrow. My thumb pressed against his jaw. I could feel it open. Losing myself, I felt my tongue enter.
Alive. I felt so alive. As our two tongues met, they danced. It was so hot my head hurt. It was the type of kiss that there was no coming back from. It made my wolf howl.
He was small. I could have crushed him in my hands. I could have consumed him. I wanted every inch of him, possessed, and marked as mine. My heart’s thumping told me that. And when I released him, when I let go of his touch, I was awake.
“Dante?” Lorenzo said crashing me back to reality.
Oh fuck! What had I done?
A wave of heat rushed over me. It was overwhelming. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be doing this. Not now. Not in front of anybody.
They couldn’t see me like this. No one can. More than that, I could feel myself shifting. I don’t know why, but I was. I had to get out of here. And turning to meet the shocked eyes of my brother, that’s what I did.
Rushing off of the balcony and through the house, I ran for my car desperately trying to keep my wolf inside.
“Dante?” Lorenzo called after me.
I couldn’t face him. Not now. I just needed to get away.
Grabbing my keys, I jumped into my car. Pressing the button and flooring the gas, I pulled away. If they hadn’t openedthe gate, I would have run it down. I didn’t have to. And as the tree-lined street whipped past me, I rolled down the window to get air.
I couldn’t breathe. Neither could my wolf. Why couldn’t we breathe?
Fidgeting in my seat, I was doing everything trying to stop myself from shifting. At the same time, I was trying to put things together. I was Dante Ricci. I was the head of the Ricci pack. I didn’t kiss men. I didn’t…
That was when I felt it. A pinch to the neck. Had I been shot?
Touching the spot, I pulled my hand back. Was there blood on it or wasn’t there? I couldn’t tell. It was getting hard to see. Looking back up through the wind shield I realized how fast I was going.
“Oh shit!” I exclaimed before I blacked out and heard a crash.
Chapter 4
Dante
‘What happened?’ I thought as my mind cleared from the haze of nothing. Where was I? The last thing I remembered was a wedding. No, wait, I was in a car. I was driving away from a wedding. No, I was driving away from my wedding.
Shit! That’s right. I had gone to Sato’s place to negotiate my way out of marrying his son and had ended up marrying him on the spot. Then, he kissed me, I ran, I felt what felt like a pinch to the neck and then things went dark.
I think I crashed my car. Was I still in my car?
Forcing my eyes to open, I didn’t find my BMW. I was lying down in a white room. As things cleared, I saw a pulse monitor and a ceiling level TV. I was in a hospital room and I felt like shit.
Looking around, I found only one person. It was Lorenzo. He was entertaining himself on his phone when the sound of my movement made him look up.
“Dante, you’re awake. Thank God!” he said hurrying to my side.
I opened my mouth to ask him what the fuck was going on but nothing came out.
“Relax. I’ll get the doctor. I was worried about you for a second there,” he said with a smile before rushing out of the room.
He was worried about me? Why was that? Did other things happened after whoever it was shot me?
I needed to recover and I needed to do it fast. My best option was to shift. But reaching for my wolf, I could barely feel it. It was as weak as I was. It couldn’t come out even if I wanted it to.
I was drugged. They must have given me painkillers. That meant it would be hours before I could shift again. After that, I could get out of here, shift, and then figure out who shot me.