And I turned, and ran.
Thankfully, I’d left my car unlocked. I ripped the door open and threw myself onto the driver’s seat quickly, locking the door behind me as fast as possible.
My chest rose and fell heavily as I looked out the window.
And screamed.
There was a gigantic, gray wolf sitting outside my door.
He looked calm.
Way too calm.
My scream died down slowly.
He wasn’t ramming the door, or trying to break in.
His buddies were jogging up behind him. Nico was gone, so it seemed safe to assume he was the wolf.
His dark-haired friend was next to an equally gigantic guy with tan skin and wavy golden hair that fell to his shoulders. The golden-haired dude had to be the blunt newcomer I preferred over the other guy.
The dark-haired one said something I couldn’t hear.
The blond guy rolled his eyes and pointed his finger emphatically toward the asphalt.
He was telling me to roll down the window so I could hear what the other guy was saying.
I didn’t particularly want to. But I also didn’t want to try to drive away if Nico The Wolf was going to charge toward my car and dent it or something.
After hitting the lock button again, just to make sure it was well and truly secure, I rolled my window down just a crack.
Nico’s buddies stepped closer, until the wolf growled at them. Then they stopped behind him.
“Look, Abigail,” the dark-haired one said, lifting his hands. “I’m Graham, and this is Ethan. We’re some of Nico’s best friends. I know you want to run. I get it. We all do. But there’s no getting away from a wolf that’s hunting you. You need to go back to Nico’s place.”
“You’re insane,” I called back. “I’m not going home with any of you.” I paused. “And what do you mean, he’shuntingme?”
Being hunted by a wolf definitely hadn’t been in any of the werewolf books I’d read. That didn’t sound sexy. Or romantic.
“What Graham Cracker forgot to mention is that you accidentally triggered something with Nico that we werewolves call a Mate Hunt,” Ethan revised. “He’s going to be stuck in his wolf form until the wolf has decided you’re not going to reject him. Then he’s going to bite you, and you’re going to turn into a wolf too. After your wolf decides he’s not a piece of shit, she’ll bite him back, and you’ll have sex. The end.”
“The end?” My voice raised. “That’s a lot to unpack.”
“If you go back to Nico’s place, you’ll have plenty of time to unpack it,” Ethan said.
“Even if I wanted to go home with him—which I don’t—I have work.”
“Where do you work?” Graham asked.
I eyed him. “That’s none of your business.”
“It’s not,” Ethan agreed. “But if there are other men around you, Nico’s wolf is going to be a menace.”
There would definitely be other men around me.
“Assuming he can find my workplace after I drive away,” I said.
Ethan snorted. “You’re his mate, Cupcake. He’s going to find you.”
