Page 36 of The Wolf She Shouldn't Desire

Coming out of the bedroom once I’m dressed, I see him this time leaning against a wall looking down at his phone.

“I need to go before someone comes looking for me,” I say, interrupting his focus on whatever he is looking at on his phone.

“I need to get back home as well,” he says without looking up from his phone.

Nothing else is said, and again I find myself feeling awkward in not knowing what to do or say. “Right, well…see you around.” See you around? Really, Talia?

“You want to talk about what happened before you leave?” He asks, finally looking up from his phone at me.

“What is there to talk about?”

“The fact that you are acting all awkward and weird about it. And I know that’s not normal for you since you walk around constantly with a confident, badass demeanor. Although, this is a different situation from any we’ve been in or I’ve seen you in.”

He has a point, and it is yet another sign that he has been very observant and aware of me in such a short amount of time.

“I’m not acting awkward and weird. So, there is nothing to talk about.”

“Talia,” he says in a low voice. He slowly walks towards me until he is standing right in front of me. He places a finger under my chin and lifts it slightly so our eyes connect more directly. “Do you regret what happened?”

I look deep into his eyes. “We shouldn’t have done it.”

“You didn’t answer the question, darling. Do you regret what happened?”

No, I didn’t regret it. It was just that I was uncertain of what to do now and how to act around him. Plus, I have so many questions running through my mind that I don’t know what to think of it all. Why did he drag us into the shower and touch me like that? Why was he doing any of it when nothing could come of it? Didheregret it? Does it matter if either one of us regretted it? And that was the main question that I kept coming back to in my mind. None of it mattered, really. Nothing could happen whether we regretted anything that happened between us or not.

I jerk my chin away and break eye contact with him. “I need to go. Thank you for the clothes. Try to watch your back more in the future.”

I take two steps away from him towards the front door before he grabs my upper arm and turns me back towards him.My chest collides with his, and my face comes within an inch of his face.

“You can continue to deny for a time what is going on between us as well as not answer the question, whether to me or yourself, but don’t run from me,” he whispers. “Got it, sweetheart?”

I stare back at him and slightly nod my head in acknowledgement before I really think about what I’m doing.

“Good,” he states before he leans in and kisses me gently. Tension I didn’t realize I was holding in my shoulders releases, causing my shoulders to drop as his lips touch mine. I gently kiss him back as tingles of pleasure start to course through my veins. Every time I become adamant about the fact that there can be nothing between us, he does something like this to where my brain goes quiet and my body takes over in wanting to bask in the pleasure of being near him and kissing him. Urges to take the pleasure further overtake me as well. After the orgasm in the shower, I have no doubt Jordan would be able to take me to new heights of pleasure if I were to fully give in to him.

Jordan pulls back after a far too short kiss, and I slightly lurch forward, following his lips for a brief second as I’m not ready for the kiss to end. My eyes are still closed, but slowly I open them when I feel his rough hand caress the side of my face.

“Be careful going home please,” he whispers.

“You too,” I whisper back.

Quickly, I pull away from him and walk towards the door. This time he doesn’t stop me as the cold night air hits me once the door is open, and I walk out into the night.

***

Before heading back to the coven house, I stop by a safe house where I can change my clothes and then dispose of theone’s Jordan gave me in a dumpster behind a restaurant on my way to finish my night patrol shift. The night is balmy and quiet without any other incidents.

Walking through the front doors of the coven house later, I cross paths with Devin. He and I have always hated each other. I hate him cause he’s a top-notch asshole whose accomplishments can all be credited to someone else, but he still boasts taking the credit no matter who is listening. Why does he hate me? I have no clue. I’m an angel.

He’s smirking at me as he approaches. “Where were you tonight, Talia?”

“On my night patrol shift,” I respond in a tone that clearly questions if he has brain damage.

“Funny because when I went looking for you two hours ago, I couldn’t find you,” he sneers.

My face pinches in irritation. “Are you checking up on me? Cause if anything someone needs to be babysitting your ass with the amount of incompetencies I witness from you on a daily basis.”

“Just because you are daughter to the coven leader and heir to the coven doesn’t mean you get to do whatever the hell you want, especially when it comes to the safety of our territory,” he sneers.

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