Page 62 of The Wolf She Shouldn't Desire

“J?” I look up at Jordan’s question to see his eyebrow quirked.

“In case someone sees me texting you or heaven forbid they are able to get into my phone, I don’t want them figuring out who it is I’m talking to since we agreed to keep this secret for the time being.”

“Smart idea.” I look over and see him inputting my contact name as “T.” “If someone was really trying to figure it out, it wouldn’t be too hard.”

“Maybe…I’ll have to think of something creative and change it later then.”

He snorts. “Is it going to change based on your mood towards me?”

“Possibly,” I say coyly.

“I’m going to have to think of something creative too, then.”

“Don’t you dare ever list me as bitch or cunt and you’ll be safe.”

“Deal,” he chuckles.

The room goes quiet again, and the smile on my face melts away. I look down at my phone. I feel the pressure of his finger under my chin encouraging me to look up at him.

“I don’t want to leave you either, sweetheart, especially after last night and you finally admitting you want to be with me. I’m afraid you’ll change your mind once we leave here. So, I promise I’ll do everything I can to make sure we don’t go too long before seeing each other again, okay? I won’t be able to handle too long being away from you anyway, and my wolf sure as hell won’t be able to either. He’s pacing inside me right now pissed as hell that we have to leave you, darling.

I nod my head, unable to say anything.There is a spark of curiosity with his wolf having interest towards me but the sadness of Jordan’s impending departure supersedes it.

“Thank you for finding me last night and for everything that followed,” Jordan breathes out. “Nothing can compare to it.”

“Ditto,” I whisper with a halfhearted smile. “Is it going to look suspicious going home without a shirt.”

“Not at all considering all of us tend to come home with missing clothing more often than not. But I was planning on stopping at a safe house like you did a while back where I can take a shower and grab new clothes. If I go home straight from here, they’re going to smell you and sex on me and have a lot of questions.”

“Okay.” I had planned to shower and change here before going home as well.Nothing compares to the sense of smell of a vampire or werewolf apparently.

He comes close to me again to where we are touching everywhere possible, pressing against each other. He grabs the sides of my face and pulls my mouth to his. His lips press against mine firmly and then move, opening my mouth to fully kiss me. My arms reach up to wrap around his neck and kiss him back with everything I have in this moment. As quickly as the kiss started, it ends with him gently pushing my face away from his.

“Fuck, if we keep kissing like that, I’ll never leave here.”

“I don’t see a problem with that.”

He groans. “You are an evil temptress. I do have a pack to take care of though and they are probably wondering where the hell I am.”

I sigh. “I know.”

He gives me a quick peck on the lips and then steps back from me, leaving me cold.

“Soon, Talia. I’ll see you soon.”

“Mhm,” I nod.

He stares at me deeply for a second as if he is fighting with himself––and possibly his wolf––to leave before suddenly jolting forward and towards the door. He doesn’t look back and although it makes me ache a little, I understand because if he did, he probably would turn around and stay. I know I would have.

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An hour later, I’m showered and dressed with no trace of Jordan’s scent on me or the mind-blowing sex we had last night and this morning. That thought and realization leaves me feeling anxious and desperate to find Jordan to have his scent all over me again. But I can’t no matter how much I want it. The feeling turns to dread and sadness like a heavy cloak wrapped around me as I think about returning to the coven house. So much sothat I’m thinking of going to Depraved for a few drinks in protest and procrastination.

Yep, that’s happening. I have no need to return to the coven house this instance anyway. Father hasn’t called me, and Danny hasn’t reached for me down the bond with any orders to return either. They both know periodically I disappear for a few days to get away from everything and everyone, so they won’t be out looking for me for not staying at the coven house last night, not after father’s engagement announcement to Zander. I would hope they wouldn’t be foolish enough to think that I would be returning any time soon either.

An added weight of anger and frustration covers me like a dark cloud. How the hell am I going to get out of this mess? I trust Danny like I told Jordan but that doesn’t mean I don’t have anxiety with whatever plan he has cooked up that could guarantee my connection with Zander is cut completely without protest from my father. I like knowing what is going on and being in control. With Danny’s plan, I lack both.

I make my way out of the apartment making sure it is locked up with all the security measures in place and on once more before heading down shadowed alleyways where the sun can’t reach and provide cover to help me sneak around to where no one can determine where I’m coming from or where I’m going.

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