Ella

“How are you feeling?” Sinclair asks, standing in the doorway of my bedroom. The wild hunt is tonight, and I know he’s not merely asking about my morning sickness or fatigue.

“Nervous.” I confess. “Do you think..” I trail off, blushing and unsure if I can actually speak the question I need to ask.

“What is it Ella?” He inquires, coming forward with an encouraging smile.

“Do you think I could see your wolf before we go tonight, just so that l’ll recognize it when I see you?” I whisper, barely loud enough to hear myself, but knowing Sinclair’s wolf ears will be more than capable of picking up on the sound. And so I won’t be scared. I add silently in my head.

“0f course.” He chuckles, “That’s a great idea. I should have thought of it myself.”

His powerful hands move to the buttons on his shirt, and I find myself taking a step back. “What are you doing?”

“You wanted to see my wolf, I don’t want to ruin this shirt.” He shrugs. “It’s one of my favorites.”

“Right.” I breathe, “Right, of course.”

He continues stripping off his clothes, and I work hard to avert my gaze. So far I’ve been very successful in avoiding temptation by not looking at his body in these vulnerable moments, and I’m not about to change that now – on the day when it’s more important than ever that we practice self control.

“Does it hurt, shifting?” I ask, staring at my fidgeting fingers.

“It does the first time.” Sinclair shares, “The first time is almost unbearable, it takes hours and hours, but once you’ve gotten it over with it happens fast as lightning, too quickly for you to feel the pain of your bones breaking and rearranging.”

ghastly.” I feel

old are you when you

when they go through puberty.” Sinclair

suffering through this sort of grisly shift, and

he got me through it, just like l’ll do for our son.” He states,

can imagine Henry was a very gentle and supportive presence for Sinclair, and I know he’ll be the

me a tender smile. “No sweet Ella. l’m afraid it would be much too dangerous. ” He comes forward, taking my face in his oversized hands. This is probably the first time he’s ever been unclothed when I’m not, and I’m amazed at how much stronger I feel with my own body covered. I

constant strength. “Now, do you want

“Yes, sorry.” I flush.

until after l’ve shifted, you don’t want to be within reach of my claws

nod wordlessly, my pulse pounding in

the air seems to go blurry, I even feel a bit nauseous trying to

feel my jaw going slack. “That’s not a wolf that’s a bear!” I

is much, much too large -far larger than any natural wolf and probably almost as tall as I am

beast in front of me is actually the man who spends every night wrapped

the rug and waiting patiently

I point out, my head filled with images of me mounted on his back like

mean.” I’m amazed that anyone could manage

again his silly side always surprises me. Suddenly it seems positively hilarious that Dominic Sinclair is sitting in front of me with the squirmy energy of a puppy, and I realize that he’s holding himself back from approaching me until l’m comfortable

– Can I touch you?” l

though I don’t know how I understand his reasoning, I know he’s waiting for me to come to him. It takes a minute for me to find the courage to move my leadened feet, but I manage. I slowly

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