Page 27 of Redeemed Wolf

Silas met my heated glance, smirking, and for one drawn-out second, I thought he was going to say yes just to torture me. “No, I think we’re done. Thank you,” he said without looking away from me. “Just the check.” He pulled out his wallet and passed over a card.

“Oh, you don’t have to—” I began, reaching for my own wallet, fully intending to pay for my half, but Silas wasn’t hearing it.

“I invited you for dinner. That makes it my treat.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “I’m pretty sure I forced you into it.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Trust me, you did no such thing. I don’t do anything I don’t want to do. Ever.”

I huffed. Was this a macho alpha pride thing? I wasn’t sure how much the guards at the lab were being paid, but it couldn’t be as much as I made. I was about to argue that point, when Silas said, “If you’re really so eager to pay me back, you could always invite me out for dinner next time.”

“Next time…?” I asked, trying to bite down on my smile. “You want to see me again?”

“If I had it my way, I would neverstopseeing you, all day, every day, from morning to night and back again.”

That tingling warmth that had been spreading slowly through me went full-bloom, all the way to the tips of my toes, tingling like I’d had too much to drink, though my glass of wine had barely been touched.

“O-Okay,” I stuttered, reaching under the small table to brush my fingers over his knee and as far up his inner thigh as I could reach. “I want that too. Especially the night part.” I reveled in the corresponding blush that crawled up his neck, turning his pale skin a gorgeous pink.

When I squeezed his thigh, his knee jerked, bumping the table and setting the wine in our glasses sloshing. “We need to go,” he said with a gravelly rasp. “Right. Now.” And when he shoved back from the table and stood, it became very clear why he needed to leave. I couldn’t look away from the outline of his erection through his pants.

The waiter was back with his card, and Silas grabbed it with one hand, me with the other, before quickly steering us through the tables and out the front door. It had begun to get dark while we were inside, but the cool evening air did nothing to relieve my flushed cheeks. Sweat dampened my shirt, the fabric clinging.

We arrived back at our cars in the lot, but before I could ask if this was where we said good night, Silas had dragged me into him and shoved me up against my car. He pressed his entire body into me, making me hyper aware of every singleinch of him—hard and hot and oh so ready—and no matter how much pressure he put on me, it wasn’t anywhere near enough. I needed him,allof him. “Silas, I—”

He cut me off, his lips crashing down on mine with near violent force. I could taste his desperation, his need, as he licked through my mouth. I grabbed him wherever I could get a grip, likely tearing his shirt, until I carded my fingers into his short hair to bring him even closer, as if I might be able to swallow him whole.

For the first time in my life, I felt wanted, needed. My body’s response was terrifying. Slick was freely trickling from my hole, and I had no doubt my pants would soon be soaked with it. I whimpered, grinding my cock against his, but I felt like I was trying to scratch an itch on the inside of my body, impossible to reach.

But I’d be willing to bet Silas could reach it…

“Come home with me,” I panted, wrapping a leg over his hip so I could ride his muscular thigh.

He reached down and grabbed my ass, growling when he found how wet I was. The sound reminded me of some kind of feral dog, vibrating through me, but instead of fear, I felt the most unimaginable power, that I was the one who could drive him this mad.

“Do you live far? My apartment’s just down the street. Please,” he panted, his fingers kneading and flexing on my ass. “I’m willing to beg… on my knees…” There was no missing the inuendo, especially the way he sucked on my tongue.

All of my father’s warnings rattled around in my head. Don’t talk to strangers, don’t get into a car with anyone you don’t know. But Silas wasn’t a stranger, I reasoned. He was my other half.

“Okay,” I gasped, nodding fervently. “But hurry.”

Silas pressed a button on his key fob to unlock the doors to his car, then he hooked his arm around my waist and bodily lifted me into his car, closed the door, and ran around to the driver’s side at full speed.

He sped out of that parking lot with squealing tires, the scent of burning rubber lingering in the air. I laughed shakily as I watched him adjust himself in his pants with a wince, which had him laughing too. We laughed all the way down the block to his apartment building, until we came to a screeching halt in his parking space. Then the laughter died as the reality came crashing down.

I swallowed hard, my throat tight, as I looked across the car at Silas. Was I really about to lose my virginity tonight?

Hell yeah, I was.

Chapter 13

Silas

We raced upstairs, withhis hand in mine. I had just barely enough of my logical mind left to leave my phone where it was in the car, and with Carter’s left back in his car in the restaurant lot, we would have the night without nosy ears potentially listening in.

The full moon was waning, but I could still feel its pull, driving me to obey my base instincts.Eat. Hunt. Mate. Dr. Taylor was certainly right about our beasts being closer to the surface during the full moon. I could feel my beast there, just beneath my skin.

I’d had every intention of taking things slow with Carter. It was clear that he’d been brainwashed by Dr. Taylor, that he had no memory of growing up in the lab, with Dr. Gray experimenting on him, beyond the pain. There was no erasing that. He didn’t remember his siblings, his father, or his wolf… But things had begun to change since I showed up. Had I done something to cause this change, triggered it somehow?

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