Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 12

Chapter 11: Grace: Rules

Time isn't my friend, so I lay down the ground rules. "Look. I'm trying to get out of here, okay? You can come with me if you want, but no more skulking around in the shadows. And definitely no pouncing on me anymore. If I sprain my ankle, I'm never getting out of here. Got it?"

Not even a flick of his ears to show acknowledgement.

He has to be a shifter, though. There's no way some random, glowing wolf just exists on its own in the wild.

"You're a rogue, right?"

Ear flick.

I guess that's his way of saying yes. "Okay. I don't know why you won't shift, but that's not my business. Either help me or stay out of my way. That's all I'm asking."

No ear flick, or tail wag, or any change in his body language whatsoever.

Fine. Don't answer. Two can play the quiet game.

Turning my attention to my mission, I glance around. Which way was I headed?

East, because I need to head east toward the city. But which way is east? Now that I'm all turned around, I'm not sure. The stars peek through branches above, but their patterns mean nothing to me. That definitely is something we covered in training, and would be helpful to know about now.

My feet crunch over dead leaves as I pick a direction that seems right and start walking. The wolf's massive paw steps behind me pause. A low rumble draws my attention back to him as he winds around me.

He plants himself in my path, blocking the way forward.

"What now?"

His head tilts to the right, ears perked forward.

"That way?"

Another ear flick. Progress.

I change course, following his suggestion. The tension in my shoulders eases as he falls into step beside me. His ethereal glow provides better light than my dying flashlight ever did.

My hand reaches out, brushing over his side. The fur feels softer than I expected, almost silk-like between my fingers. He doesn't pull away.

His presence keeps the worst of my fears at bay, lulling me into comfort.

"I'm heading to Sterling City," I say, breaking the silence after a while. "It's the closest human settlement I know of. Should be about east of pack territory."

how far east, but I do know it isn't

pace never

stay with the pack anymore. Humans don't belong in wolf packs. I was stupid

snaps under my boot, but I'm no longer paranoid about making a

a normal human life until Alpha took me in, but that was a long time ago. A

wolf's ears swivel

to get

sharp teeth snag the back of my shirt. The

I'm

"Thanks."

Ear swivel again.

listening. We're having

how lonely I feel. It hasn't been that long since I was happy. Only days,

not usually this much of a talker. It isn't like I

whatever. The wolf doesn't seem

the hell did

—shit.

with it. My knees? Traitorous

hand that's hard and cold as

it is a little too

he brought me

Of. Fucking. Course.

Idiot!

myself,

scowl is enough to shrivel my soul

The nightmare kind.

too. Because of course he is. All dark and

shouldn't exist on a shifter's skin. The patterns seem to shift in the moonlight, as if alive

for some expensive cologne. The kind with half-naked guys on TV.

it makes my head

you a question." His voice rolls through me like thunder, deep and commanding. Each word drips with barely contained violence. Also, I'm pretty sure

he did, when I was busy

on my arm tightens, and pain shoots through my muscles. It feels like he's going to pop it right

catch more details I wish I hadn't. A scar cuts through his left eyebrow. He has a scar under his

the last part is really just the lower half of my body coming online to whatever strange pheromones

Power. Authority. And sex. Lots

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