Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia
Chapter 168
Chapter 168: Lyre: Separated, Again
LYRE
Watching my camper leave without me is a strange feeling. I’m more attached to it than entire castles I’ve had built in the past.
Every girl dreams of a castle.
It just turns out my favorite one is shaped like a box and gets dragged behind a truck.
A warm weight settles against my waist, and something inside me twitches, instinctively repulsed by any form of casual, possessive affection.
The offending appendage wrapped around my waist is large and tanned. A working hand. A fighter’s hand. A hand with no business settling on my waist like it belongs there.
"You okay?" Aaron murmurs, leaning down so his breath is hot against my ear.
"That depends. Are you particularly attached to this hand?"
He pulls back immediately, the warmth vanishing.
Smart.
"I was just checking on you," he says, keeping a careful half-an-arm’s-length distance. "You seem worried."
"I’m fine." Do I look like I need babysitting? I know my fancy Korean facial creams make my skin glow, but it isn’t as if I’m as young as I look.
Thankfully.
Because then I’d be a sentient pile of dirt.
I pop the trunk of our SUV and toss my bag in, and Thom pops out of the backseat to follow at my elbow like a lovesick puppy.
"Lyre, I’ve been thinking about how we might approach the tracking when we—"
"Get in the backseat, wizard."
He blinks through his ridiculous copper-wired glasses. "I—but I thought we should—"
"Backseat."
deflates and shuffles back to the rear door, now a kicked lovesick
I sigh.
men is
the front passenger seat before Aaron can even think about it, I click my seatbelt into
he’s considering various methods of angelic decapitation. Behind the driver is the worst spot for someone his size, but it isn’t my fault he didn’t get
starts the engine
knee knocking against the
He probably has the
"I still have the energy from
"Sit back, wizard."
"Yes, ma’am."
know Aaron’s grinding his molars against
tracking yet," I announce. "We’re going to
shove his face in my space, and I press my palm against it
budge, and his tongue flicks out against my
infuse the faintest hint of arcana into my arm and
Oops.
unfazed by the wolf’s shenanigans. His silver-gray eyes remain fixed on the
For what it’s
the word coming out pinched
look back, an eyebrow arching. He’s prodding at his nose gingerly, checking for damage.
Again: oops.
broken?" I ask, even though I’m not particularly concerned. Wolves heal fast. It’s
his thumb across his nostril, smearing the blood. "Nah. That was a hell of a push, though. Do we
console has a hoard of napkins of various colors and types, and I toss a few at him. They flutter
in her space," Thom tells him, his voice wavering a little with his sudden and random bravado. His glasses slip down
is enough to send him flopping back into his seat. His copper-wired glasses go askew, and he looks up at the car’s ceiling with a dazed
way he’s hurt,
those hopeless, lovelorn cases. The ones who always end up begging
No, thanks.
fuck out of my personal bubble, both of you. If I can smell your breath, you’re too close.
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