Page 82 of Wolf Bitten

Lucy’s bedroom door opened. “Are you two serious? You’re going to make me answer the door when I was trying to sleep through your sexcapades?”

Even though Raffe kept telling me I had nothing to be ashamed of, I hadn’t been raised with overly affectionate parents. They loved one another and held hands on occasion, but if I’d ever heard the kind of stuff we did from their bedroom, I was pretty sure I’d want my eardrums to explode.

The front door opened, and a voice said, “Oh, hi. Is this Skylar Greene’s apartment?”

My mouth went dry, and I leaped from the bed and ran to my closet. Frantically, I grabbed a clean set of underwear and a bra and then snagged jeans and a T-shirt, quickly pulling them on.Get dressed. Now.

What’s wrong?Raffe asked as he followed my lead, though he wasn’t moving fast enough.

My parents are here early.I couldn’t believe this was happening. Out of all the ways I’d imagined them meeting Raffe, this was not one of them.We need to get out there fast.I ran my fingers through my hair, removing the tangles.

We’re together, so—he started, pulling on his jeans.

I spun around and gasped.Yes, we are. But they’re human. They won’t understand our bond and how us moving so fast is natural. We need to get out there fully dressed and put together so they don’t think we have been doing something!

His lips mashed together, and I could feel a hint of mirth coming from him.Yup. Got it.

If I could have stomped and pouted without worrying them, I totally would have right now. Instead, my blood jolted, and I spun around, but before I could open the door, he grabbed my hand.

His expression looked sheepish.I’m sorry. I understand this is different, and I’m not making light of your concern. You’re just so damn adorable, wanting your parents to like me.

I gently smacked his chest and replied,Well, you’re kind of important to me, so it’d be nice if everyone got along.

He nodded.I’ll do my best.He kissed me before opening the door on my behalf.

My dad and mom were standing in the living room with Lucy still at the door.

A smile broke across Mom’s face, but the moment Raffe stepped up behind me, it fell flat. The skin around her russet-brown eyes tightened, and she clutched her white purse in front of her EEU sweater.

Dad scowled, his normally friendly demeanor vanishing. His forehead lined with concern all the way to the top of his bald spot. “Sky … uh … we didn’t realize you’d have company this early.”

I wanted to die. There was no salvaging this. “Oh, well. Yeah. We were—”

“Good morning, Mr. And Mrs. Greene.” Raffe breezed past me and smiled. “My name is Raffe Wright. I’m your daughter’s … boyfriend.”

Dad didn’t smile, but he shook Raffe’s hand, whereas Mom glanced between Raffe and me. When Raffe extended his hand to Mom, she gave him a strained smile and shook it.

“It’s nice to meet you,” she said tightly, flipping her short blonde hair back from her forehead.

Playing with the top button of his green button-down shirt, Dad frowned. “Uh … we were hoping to have a late breakfast with Skylar, so we came early. We didn’t realize we’d be interrupting.”

I wanted to die. They knew what we’d been doing. For the first time in my life, I was certain my skin was close to the same color as theirs—fair. It was usually so easy to see that I wasn’t their biological daughter with my olive skin and features.

“Actually, I’ve got to head out. I just wanted to see Sky before the game,” Raffe said, taking my hand. “I gotta head over to the stadium for warm-ups.”

Mom’s brows lifted. “You’re on the football team?”

“You could say that.” He winked at her, and she giggled.

She fuckinggiggled.

Dad’s scowl deepened, which made me believe he might actually have his own supernatural power.

“Are you ready to grab something to eat?” Dad nodded toward the door.

“Oh yeah.” I turned to Raffe, unsure of what to say. “Let’s go.”

“I’ll walk with you three over there,” Raffe suggested easily then linked to Lucy and me,Luc—

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