Page 28 of Wolf Traded
“A pack member jumped off the cliffs.” I’m deliberately vague though I’m sure her mind is already picking up on who it was.
“That’s awful. You weren’t there to see it right?” She asks laying a comforting hand on my arm and I almost shrug her off but it feels too good. I don’t remember the last time someone tried to give me comfort. It’s strange.
“No, I wasn’t there. I was at the peace talks when it happened. A pack member witnessed it and got word to me.” I replay that day all the time wondering if I had just mated her before the talks and took her with me if it would have changed anything. But I’m sure it would have just delayed the inevitable. She wasn’t happy here with me in a mating of convenience and to foster peace between her old pack and mine. Where she died I guess was her final fuck you to me since she knew this was the place I came to think. It’s tainted now.
“Who witnessed it?” Jara asks and I answer without a thought.
“Rochelle.”
“Hmm,” Jara hums but doesn’t comment. I know what she’s thinking though and I can’t say that the same thoughts haven’t crossed my mind before. I could never accuse her though or I would alienate some of my biggest supporters.
“Several pack members said she had been behaving strangely that day almost manic so it’s not too far of a jump to come to the right conclusion.”
“I’m not entirely sure I agree with that but I wasn’t here so I can’t exactly comment.” She shrugs bending her knees and wrapping her arms around them and resting her chin on them as she stares out into the ocean. Her caramel hair blows in the salty breeze and I reach out a hand to tuck it behind her ear. I have no idea why I did it but the reaction I get warms me slightly. Jara turns her head smiling at me softly. I don’t think I have ever had a smile like that directed at me.
My mind whirls. I am I showing too much emotion? I don’t like the thought. Am I being weak? I move my hand away and look off into the distance. We must have been here longer than I thought because the sun is making its descent in the sky when her stomach growls. A grunt escapes me as a blush pinks her cheeks.
“One day we will have to come watch the sunset but right now, I need to feed you.” I say as I stand offering her my hand. “Are you too hungry to shift? I can carry you to your clothes.”
I don’t know why I offer but the idea of carrying her through the woods isn’t unappealing. I push away the negative thoughts again as I wait for her response. She looks torn for a second before she seems to come to a decision.
“I’m okay to shift.” I school my features at her words even though her words disappoint me. I don’t want to think about how much as I nod my head and pull the sweats off. A strangled sound fills the space and Jara’s blush deepens as she strips her shirt off I can’t help but eye her from head to toe before shifting so I don’t embarrass myself by growing painfully hard. A smirk crosses her lips as she shifts too and yips before running into the forest expecting me to follow. Her wolf is so playful that I can’t help the wolfy grin that appears as I chase after her.
15
JARA
Ilearned something extremely important about Archer yesterday. I’ve had a bit more freedom to move around his home since I met the pack but everything feels rushed now that we are leaving for the summit tomorrow.
Opening the refrigerator, I look around for something to cook deciding that I’m going to make Archer dinner if he decides to show himself but at least it’s something to help me keep busy. The boredom is starting to get to me being locked up in this house for days.
Archer’s refrigerator is well stocked and it doesn’t take long to gather ingredients for a nice steak dinner with sautéed mushrooms and twice baked potatoes. I hum softly as I dance around the kitchen as I cook. “You like music?” I jump at Archer’s voice sounding right behind me spinning around quickly. My cheeks heat as I wonder how long he’s been standing there.
“Umm, yeah?” I say shyly. “I’m making dinner.” I don’t know why I feel so awkward but with Archer so close to me after I have been dancing around the kitchen I am embarrassed.
“You’re making dinner?” He asks slowly and I frown at his question. Maybe he doesn’t want to have dinner with me? He has been distant the entire time I’ve known him except when he opened up to me yesterday about the girl who died. I’m not entirely sure she killed herself like he said but I’m not going to pry into a situation that is already hurtful. I’ll just have to keep an eye on Rochelle.
“I thought it would be nice to have dinner together… if you want to.” I blush bright red and Archer lifts his hand to my cheek. His thumb caresses my cheek where I’m sure I am blushing like crazy.
“It smells amazing. I would like that, Jara.” He practically whispers. How can such a hard cruel man sound so tender at times?
“It’s almost done.” I say as he pulls out a phone and starts tapping on it until music fills the space. I grin at the gesture and go back to cooking. I dance around the kitchen completely comfortable even with Archer’s eyes on me.
Archer sits at the kitchen island with a small smile on his luscious lips. I almost ask what he’s thinking but don’t because we don’t know each other well enough for me to pry into his thoughts. Plus, I’m pretty sure he’s staring at my ass while I move around the kitchen. The thought has desire flooding through me and he sucks in a sharp breath through his nose.
His eyes are heated when I look over my shoulder at him. His expression says he’s about to jump over the kitchen island and devour me and my panties grow damp at the thought.
“Jara, if you don’t stop you will be for dinner.” I don’t know if his words are meant to actually stop the desire pooling in my belly but they have the opposite effect and my blush burns all the way down to my throat.
I startle as hands land on my hips and a very hard body molds to my back. “Are you blushing everywhere, mate?” He whispers in my ear. His hard cock presses into my back as I lean into him and he groans. “I need to cover you in my scent before we go to the summit. But fuck if I don’t want to strip you down right here and devour you.” He kisses my neck licking over his mate mark which makes my whole body shiver.
“What about dinner?” My protest is weak even to my own ears. Archer’s hands slide around my waist as he grinds into my ass. Gods he’s fucking sexy. I find myself thinking about the mating and how he played my body perfectly.
His hand slides into my jeans and all thoughts leave as his finger circles my clit. “Turn off the stove. Dinner can wait. I want to devouryouright now.”
I moan and turn off the stove as his deft fingers continue circling and he licks his way up my neck. “Archer,” I gasp out and he growls at the breathy sound.
“I’m going to fuck you on every surface in this house, but first I’m laying you out on the island and eating this fucking pussy until you see stars.” A low rumble leaves his throat as he feels how wet I get just from those dirty words.
