Chapter 12

I gulp as we approach Luca’s lower bunk because I am completely out of my element never, ever been in a boy’s bed before except, obviously, a member of my family –

I’ve

But Luca, to my relief, gestures me towards the head of his bed before sitting down on the other end, lounging back against the metal footboard with one leg bent at the knee, his arm wrapped casually around it. I grimace a little inwardly to see that his left boot is sole–down on his blankets. Slowly I lower myself onto the bed, perching on the edge, my eyes unblinking as I watch him.

“Make yourself comfortable, Shrimp,” he says, raising his chin and indicating that I should relax. “I’m not going to bite.”

My wolf gasps. Do you think we could get him to do that? He could give us his mark!

Mentally I smack her on the nose and she gives a little yelp, but it does nothing to defer her excitement.

Slowly I do as Luca bids, leaning back against his pillow a little and curling my bare feet beneath me. I don’t say anything though, letting him start the conversation.

He grins at me, lifting his other leg and stretching it out along the length of the mattress, effectively pinning me in on my left side. I glance down at his gigantic foot, which is just inches from me now, before raising my eyes back at him. Without intending to, I wrinkle my nose.

Luca bursts into laughter.

“Are you like, a clean freak or a germaphobe, Shrimp?” he asks, turning his foot so that he taps me with the dirty toe of his boot.

“No!” I protest, even as I flinch away from his boot – mostly because I don’t want any more tingles but, also, yes! Because it’s a dirty boot!

away.

“You totally are,” he says, grinning at me from the other end of the bed but turning his foot

“First you go

take a secret bath in the middle of the night, then the only time I can get you alone is when you’re brushing your teeth, and now you’re scared of a dirty boot?” He raises an eyebrow at me, clearly entertained.

“Did you ever consider that you’re just dirty, Luca?” I ask, leaning forward and flicking my eyes deliberately to where his shoe is pressed into his clean blankets. “Because I think that

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wanting a hot bath and brushing my teeth just makes me normal.”

“So,” he says, leaning forward to peer at me, his smile deepening. “You know my

I sit back, fast, blushing a little to have been caught out.

name.”

“Don’t worry,” he says, laughing again as he, too, leans back. “I know yours too, Shrimp.”

“It’s not Shrimp,” I say, renewing my glare.

at me. “I just think Shrimp suits

my inner victory show, because of course he doesn’t know my

prompts. Maybe he’ll say it! Maybe he’ll whisper

continues to run in excited circles. I sigh

so is

powerful body so relaxed – and how his

the memory of him running his fingers through his wet

about what he looks like n*ked. No wonder he thinks I’m so

I

bunk?”

“that you and my mate would be outside at the same time? Just…coincidentally.”

think to myself wryly, my eyelids lowering a little at the irony of

not bothering to answer, even as my body settles back against his pillow a little. Because as much as my mind knows I’ve got to get back to

interrogated by

wolf yips in agreement.

look like?” he asks, ignoring my comment and speaking

gone.

something in me wanting to piss him off.

says, shaking his head. “Come on, tell me.”

I lie. “I didn’t get a good look at

say she went north, and then when I pointed south, you

I breathe,

testing you – you sent McClintock in one direction and me

Luca stayed crouched by the pool. I didn’t look where he pointed, I just said yes to whatever direction he was indicating. I just wanted him to

are you holding out? Is she…is she in trouble or something? What bad thing would

not lying –” I protest.

he says to me, stating a simple fact that’s frustrating because it’s true. It’s bizarre – like he can already read me or something. “You know

she ran from you,” I say quietly. “Maybe she doesn’t want to be

to meet their mate?” Luca asks, leaning forward, staring at my

silent for a long moment, torn. Because on one hand I am the girl he’s

to keep our bond a secret. And on the other hand… I’m sitting here

at each other in silence, and I know that there’s absolutely no place I’d rather be

except maybe a little

my head a little. I am…I am in

Luca, even though he doesn’t know what I know, he stares right back at me and the silence between us grows warm and comfortable. He turns his head a little in curiosity as he studies me and his eyes narrow, like he can’t…can’t

me – I don’t

them. And then I leave my mouth slightly parted so that my breath rushes out over my lips as I exhale a deep breath I didn’t know I was

drop subtly then, fastening on my mouth

I swear to god, a shudder passes through him, traveling all the

sit up straight,

because a new hand wraps around my arm now and yanks

the hell are you doing here,” Rafe growls, glaring

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