Shadows Of A Wolf Moon(39)

He sat up in bed and glanced at the clock on the bedside table. “Shit.”

“Relax, I’m sure you’ve got plenty of time.” She tugged on her shoes and glanced over at him.

“I’ve got to be in Mississippi tonight.” He grabbed his phone and pulled up his map and confirmed how long the trip would take on a Harley.

He relaxed when he saw he had plenty of time to make it.

“Where in Mississippi?” She grabbed the brush off her night stand and ran it through her blond hair. The silky blond strands glistened like gold in the morning sun. He itched to reach out and run his fingers through her hair. The way it had felt against this chest as she slept was one of the most intimate moments he’d ever shared with a woman.

“Yazoo City.” He put his feet on the floor and tugged her toward him.

She froze. “Please tell me you’re not going there to see her.” Her pupils dilated and her lips parted.

“Who?”

“The witch.”

“How did you know who I was going to see?” An uneasy feeling crept up his spine.

“Because there’s no reason for any werewolf to go to Yazoo City unless you’re looking for trouble. She is nothing but trouble.” She shook her head.

“Do you know her?”

“Unfortunately.” Her beautiful eyes narrowed into hardened slits and she pressed her lips into a thin white line.

“If I asked you not to go, would you listen to me?” She shot him a glare.

“No.” He couldn’t help but grin. “Sorry, baby, but I’m on a job here.”

She frowned. “Am I part of the job?”

“The job is the reason I came looking for you. But what’s going on between us is not part of the job.” He swallowed and pulled her into his arms. Guilt stung his gut like bees. He hadn’t been totally honest with her. He hadn’t told her what he was.

He hated lying to her when she’d bared herself to him in so many ways.

“So how do you know her?” He pulled into his lap.

“Keeping her hands to herself when it comes to someone else’s boyfriend is not a skill she possesses.”

Jealousy spiraled down in his stomach. “Boyfriend? How long ago was this?”

She snorted. “It’s been a few years. So you can stop looking at me like that.”

“What happened?”

“I saw her in a bar one night when I was out with my boyfriend. We were dancing and she kept trying to cut in. He kept turning her down. It didn’t matter to her. He went to grab us some beers. When he didn’t come back, I went looking for him. I found him banging her in the alley out back. He had this weird unfocused look in his eyes, like he was seeing right through me. I didn’t realize at the time, but she had cast a seduction spell on him.”

“I’m sorry.” He really wasn’t. He was glad she wasn’t still dating the douchebag.

“I think a guy who is weak enough to cheat doesn’t need a spell. He probably would have done it eventually. Better that I found out when I did so I didn’t waste any more time with him.” She shrugged. “Needless to say, the witch and I are not going to be BFFs anytime soon.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “And it’s also why I’m coming with you.”

“You don’t trust me?” He arched his eyebrow. His chest filled with warmth. It felt good to have someone feel protective over him. Even if it was for the moment.

“I don’t trust her.” She stood and pulled out of his reach. She shoved her thumb in the direction of the bathroom. “Now hurry up and shower. We’re going to need to stop by my place so I can change into jeans and my biker boots.”

***

It had been a while since Catty had been on the back of a Harley. With the wind in her hair and her arms around Lucien’s waist, she couldn’t stop smiling as they sped down the highway. It was an escape from reality she desperately craved.

“Doing okay?” Lucien yelled over the wind and the roar of the engine.

“Never better.” She smiled as she laid her head on his warm leather-clad shoulder and tightened her grip. She’d tried to convince him to take the heavy jacket off, but he insisted on wearing it.

They rode for hours, only stopping a couple of times to get gas. He tried to get her to eat something, but the heat sapped her appetite. She was too eager to get back on the Harley and get to their destination.

Would Lucien be drawn to the witch? Would she seduce him like she’d done so many men in the past? Or would Lucien be able to stand strong and resist her under his own power?

She inhaled deeply and pushed away her negative thoughts. Lucien was different.