Page 12 of Snow's Charming
All of this was overwhelming. But I was determined to wash the stink of Jackie’s signature off me. For whatever reason, her stinky perfume seemed to permeate around me and I couldn’t take it any longer. I placed Sylus’s sweats and tee next to the shower, stripped myself from the blanket, and hopped into the shower, letting the water bead on my skin.
I put my head under the water and heard two voices in the bedroom.
“I don’t care. You need to find out more for me.”
The voice sounded like Sylus’s, but who was he talking about?
“It’s not adding up for me, Beta. Find out all you can and report back to me. I want to sort this out.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
I wasn’t sure what that was all about, but clearly, he was talking to someone in the pack. I gazed at the shelf containing all the body wash instead. Each of the five scents had matching body lotion and fine fragrance mist. All of them, except one, were classic scents. Whichever Omega picked these out seemed to get me without even knowing me.
I picked up the classic ones first: Cherry Blossom, Freesia, Cucumber Melon, and Lavender Vanilla to inhale the deliciousness, but once I picked up the one called Moon and Stars, I fell in love with it.
When I finished showering, I toweled off and slipped into the tee and sweatpants. I was thankful the sweats had a drawstring at the waist because they would have fallen off otherwise. Sylus was fit, but he had a larger frame than my petite one. A delicious combination of citrus and sandalwood assaulted my nose as I drew the tee over my head. My belly heated for the owner of that scent once the tee contacted my skin.
How I could want him so badly plagued me. I’d never felt this way about anyone ever before. Sure, I was only 21 and hardly kissed enough frogs, but every fiber of me had me believing I’d found my prince. Well, maybe a better word was king, I guess? That term seemed to fit since he was the Alpha. But all of this still seemed so unreal. I’d just finisheddressing when I heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“I’m here. If you aren’t finished getting ready, I can come back.”
I instantly wrapped my hand around the doorknob. The need to be close to him overpowered me. It almost scared me. Almost. This pull shouldn’t be this strong, though. Right?
Before I could think further, my hand twisted at the knob and opened the door. His scent assaulted my nose, and I found every part of me wanting to pull him close. Before I could tell my limbs not to do so, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to my chest. My chest sparked heat as it contacted his hard, chiseled planes.
MINE!
My inner goddess was louder than I’d ever heard her before. Her thoughts became mine and my lower body instinctually arched. My lips pressed to his neck, the one place I found his scent the greatest.
“You smell so goddess-damned good!”
Wait…Why was I saying, goddess? I’m a Catholic. I don’t believe in a goddess—or do I?
My heart started pounding in my chest. This guy made me think crazy. I had to place a hand on his peck muscle to put distance between us. This was getting weird again. My ears burned, and then everything seemed to darken and fade. It felt as if I was in a dark tunnel. Sylus’s voice mumbled something inaudible. I tried to open my mouth to ask him to repeat himself,but I couldn’t talk. His arms wrapped around me, giving me warmth and comfort. God, how I loved his touch. I shouldn’t, but damn it. I did!
“Baby? You need to breathe. Let’s do it together. In.” He said as he placed a protective hand on my cheek. “Out baby.”
His breath was so warm and calming against my forehead. My heart rate instantly tamed from just his words alone.
The haze lifted, allowing me to come back to my senses, and I finally opened my eyes. I didn’t even realize I screwed them shut. Nor did I realize until now that he was trying to help me come off of this sudden panic attack.
He kissed my forehead as his hands pressed into my shoulders.
“Baby, that’s it. In. Out.”
I didn’t understand any of this. Why was he so calming for me? Why? Just because I was his Luna? Sure, I’d read about fated mates and their bond in romance novels. But it didn’t mean we had that! It couldn’t. Right?
“Baby, please. In. Out.”
My heart was still pounding pretty hard and I’m sure he heard it with his werewolf’s ears—again romance novels and all. But I was no longer under the spell of my panic attack. My heart was racing for another reason.
“No!”
It was all I could muster.
He retracted only a foot away from me with palms outstretched in my direction, but I instantly hated the distance. I hated the instant cold overcoming my body, which was mourning his touch. I needed his skin on mine.
“NO!”
