Page 7 of The Wild Moon
Behind the Alpha strode another figure. A little smaller than the Alpha, the wolf was still as pitch-black, blending neatly into the night in a way our silver-white fur never could. It was dark to our light.
At that thought, our world exploded.
Warm sunlight rushed through us, shoving our human half into the backseat, once more giving full power to our wolf. It surged out from us and into the night, a long golden link that plunged into that darkness.
A wave of something we’d never felt before filled us, buoying us up. Lifting us high on its wonderous touch. For the first time since we’d shifted, we werecomplete.
We howled. The pack howled with us.
Happy. Joyous. A Soulbond had been formed this night. After eight long months, we knew on some level that our search was over. That it was in the past.
We surged forward, eager to meet our mate.
Inside, our human side rebelled in horror as it realized who we were running toward.
The Alpha’s son.
Our ex.
Chapter Five
Fuck this.
The wolf in me wanted to run toward him. To link with Johnathan. It was tired of being alone, tired of feeling unwanted.
So am I, sister, but this is not the way we’re doing it.
We took a step forward as I fought for control, beating aside all the wonder and joy that filled our body from the feeling of being Soulbound at long last.
I fueled my fight with all the anger and hatred I felt for Johnathan and what he’d done to my life. Toourlife. I reminded my wolf how he had destroyed it.
She didn’t care. She whined, straining against my control, eager to go and nudge noses with Johnathan, to rejoice in our pairing. All she saw was the Alpha’s son. A powerful mate indeed to any wolf shifter. We would produce excellent babies. Sleek, swift, strong. Perfect for ruling and continuing our line.
The animal brain instincts were strong. I could even feel parts of the human in me straining toward him, toward that pairing. He was stepping closer, likely as shocked as I was about the pairing. Why had it taken so long to blossom? It made no sense.
Yet here we were.
My wolf wanted him. Wanted it all.We could rule the pack, she thinks.At his side, we would eventually be the queen of the pack.
I don’t want any of that, I snarled, fighting it with everything.I want none of him. I reject him.
I reject the Soulbond. It’s wrong, I told my wolf.It must be. It has chosen wrong. We are not mating with him!
Around us, the pack stirred in confusion even as Johnathan came closer, his long legs easily carrying the powerful form of his wolf to us. He was larger than us. Just the way we liked it.
Not larger where it counts, I reminded my wolf, our body literally shaking in place as we struggled, our second fight of the night. The closer the black-furred wolf got, the stronger the bond became. My wolf’s insistence was strong.
But my hatred was stronger.
This man had destroyed my family. He’d dug up information no one else had seemed to know and dropped it so casually into my life in a way he’dknownwould end the way it had. Part of me wondered if he knew my parents were about to disappear as well. That would have just been the cherry on top for the pathetic asshole. All of that simply because I dumped him.
And now he expected us to just stroll off into the sunrise together, a happy couple? I was supposed to just forget all the trauma he’d inflicted on me like I was some sort of flaky Stockholm syndrome case study?
Yeah, fuck that shit.
My anger snatched control of our body away from the wolf. Fury gave me strength I normally couldn’t have accessed, and I shoved my other half aside with a vengeance. I practically forced my bones to reshape themselves, tearing the wolf away from the Wild Moon.
Johnathan had hurt me. Embarrassed me. Done everything he could to hurt me without caring who knew or who it affected. It was time he had a dose of his own medicine, I decided. Time someone madehimfeel a fraction of the pain I’d felt.
