Shifted Fate by Alicia S.Rivers

Is a mistake from the Moon Goddess 409

Chapter 409

But Megan ignored him. He stood and crowded the bars, drawing in more air and her scent. "Fuck." Then he turned and spun away. "I'll be back with your next meal." He walked to the door, grabbed a tray he had left there, and came back. He pushed the food through the tray slot at the bottom of the door.

Megan popped up. She walked over slowly, watching Vince. She stopped short of his hands. Then she pawed the food tray the rest

of the way to her.

We walked Vince's eyes almost completely disappear into his pupils before his wolf took over. His eyes flashed to a soft chocolate brown, and there was a deep rumbling in his chest. "You smell good.'

Megan rolled her eyes and sniffed the food. Each item had to be sniffed, tasted and then we had to wait for any reactions. But as soon as Megan sniffed the meat, she pulled back and swatted the tray against the bars.

Vince's wolf watched her, and then he smirked. "Smart girl. Most don't notice the silver." Megan let out a low growl before she turned her back on him. He growled back. "You can pretend you don't find me to be a threat, but I know the truth."

She just flicked her tail, hopped back onto the bed, and closed her eyes.

Vince, or his wolf, watched us for a while longer before he stormed out of the building. The guard watching to door returned

about five minutes after he had left. He was panting and had a half-eaten sandwich in his hand. 1

He settled into the chair and grumbled. "He tells me to go have a fucking break and then screams at me for eating. The fuck did he

expect me to do?"

her. She straight up ignored him every time he came

day, he was actually drooling. He had

bars, as close

him, she stood and turned her back to him.

the air. He reached a hand in with some water. Megan heard a droplet

she realized it was frozen

scent and another droplet of

rolled off her back. He closed his eyes and hit his forehead against the

yelped and

head slowly. "Did

his head to clear it. "Your scent

are blaming me for going into heat?" She rolled her eyes. "I can't control when

bars. "If you don't like

1/3

want

"It's not like

face went through the seven stages of grief. Then he settled on anger. "Stop fucking moving

he's moved on to anger.

fucking blaming me? You fucking

He hissed. "You saw things you shouldn't of. And if he fucking finds out, we