Pajama Guy didn’t look away from my wolf. “She’s hunting me.”
My wolf stared back.
She hadn’t moved any closer to the guy.
That was good.
His sickness would be much worse if he puked all over her.
“Is he going to pass out?” Abby whispered to Nico.
“It’s a possibility,” Nico murmured back.
Fabulous.
Nico obviously knew the guy better than me or Abby, considering they were packmates. If he thought Teddy was going to pass out, I was screwed.
Then again, I was pretty sure my wolf was taking what was usually the male werewolf’s role. She was hunting Pajamas. That meant I was trapped in her body and she had complete control until she decided to bite him.
If she never believed he would accept her, maybe she’d never shift back.
At the moment, that seemed like a far better outcome than actually ending up mated again.
“Stay here,” Nico said.
It was an order, but it carried none of the heat or cruelty I’d received from the jerk my wolf had rejected.
Which made me even more convinced that I’d read the whole freaking situation wrong.
Nico lifted his hands the same way Graham’s were still raised. Abby’s mate took a few steps toward my wolf, and she immediately snarled at him.
Pajama Bastard was going to puke on her, but I guess my wolf was going to be all possessive of him anyway.
Nico stopped abruptly. “No one here is going to hurt you or anyone else.”
He was talking to my wolf.
Why did he think me or my wolf were worried about being hurt? She just didn’t want anyone else near the dude she’d claimed.
Even other guys who were clearly mated.
“Graham is fine to stay in his house while you decide whether or not you want to bite him. Right, Graham Cracker?” Nico looked at the sexy nauseous dude.
What grown man who looked likethatwould allow himself to be calledGraham Cracker?
Pajama Guy cleared his throat. Or gagged. I silently urged my wolf to step back just in case, but she didn’t move. She couldn’t actually hear me.
Maybe he was just clearing his throat after all, because he said, “Uh, yeah. My house would be good. It’s safe. No weird smells. No other people.”
My wolf seemed to consider it for a moment before she nodded.
Graham hesitated.
The guydefinitelywasn’t interested in me.
I’d better get used to a lifetime trapped in my wolf form.
Graham looked back at Nico, who flicked his hand. It almost looked like he was shooing Teddy toward the house.
