Shadows Of A Wolf Moon(57)
Dark hair brushed his forehead, while his face looked almost angelic as he slept. His large muscled body made her ache for him once again.
She shook her head. She needed to snap out of it. She was acting like a nympho. They’d had sex five times last night. She’d been amazed at how much pleasure he could pull from her body with ease.
Before they’d drifted off to sleep, he’d told her he had to go back to see the witch tonight.
No way was she going to let him go alone.
She’d set her alarm, woken early, and grabbed a shower without disturbing him.
She glanced at the time. She had time to drop by and see Mrs. Willis before they left.
She placed the note telling him where she was by the side of the bed. Sighing, she picked up her backpack and headed out the door.
She stepped out of her building and glanced around. The morning still had a heavy gray look before the sun made its appearance. The air was heavy and thick, making each breath an effort.
She hiked her bag higher on her shoulder and began the trek toward Mrs. Willis’s house.
She ducked into a small coffee shop and was greeted with the delicious aroma of coffee beans and freshly baked pastries.
The shop was relatively empty except for one older man at a table and two people in line. She stepped in behind an older woman and glanced up at the menu.
“I don’t know, Haley. Get me whatever you think I’d like.” The gray-haired woman turned and smiled at Catty. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” Catty returned the smile. “The chocolate croissants are really good.” She nodded at the display case.
“That sounds good.” The woman turned away from the pretty blonde she was talking to and looked at her. The woman leaned in and gave Catty a strange look.
“You look like you didn’t get much sleep, dear.” The older woman lowered her voice.
Her face heated. She was thrown off guard from the woman’s blunt comment.
“Granny, that’s not nice.” The young girl turned and gave Catty an apologetic smile.
“What?” Granny gave the girl an innocent look. “What I wouldn’t give for a night where some hot man kept me up and had me glowing.”
“Granny!” The young woman shook her head.
“It’s okay. I didn’t get much sleep last night.” She pressed her lips and suppressed a smile.
“A guy, right?” Granny asked.
She nodded.
“I figured.”
Haley coughed as she tried to hide her embarrassment.
“I may be old, but I can tell when a girl has the attentions of a man.” She leaned in close and lowered her voice. “Or should I say male, since we’re not exactly fully human. Are we, dear?”
Her eyes went wide and she inhaled. The woman was a wolf. How had she not noticed?
“It’s okay, dear. You are among friends.” She patted Catty on the arm and smiled.
“I’m Granny and this is Haley.” The old woman nodded toward the pretty blonde who was holding two cups of coffee and a bag of pastries.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Catty.” She’d been too busy thinking of Lucien and what they’d spent the better part of the night doing to realize the two women were werewolves.
“We’re visiting New Orleans to get some stuff for my wedding.” Haley’s eyes twinkled when she spoke. The girl was practically glowing.
“Wedding.” Catty arched her eyebrow. Wolves mated. It was the same thing as a wedding. The mated bond was stronger than any human ceremony.
“Yes. He said he wanted to be double-bonded.” Haley lowered her voice.
“Well, congratulations. He’s certainly a lucky guy.” Jealously stung her in the gut, reminding her of her failures. She wouldn’t be mated. The only one she could imagine binding her life to was Lucien. And he was too fine a male for her and completely out of her reach.
“No.” Haley shook her head. “I’m the lucky one. I gained a family when I found Jayden.”
“They are both lucky to have found each other.” Granny turned back to Catty. “Like you and your guy.”
She forced a smile. Her good mood had evaporated.
“Well, we better get going. Lots to do today.” Granny smiled before heading for the door with Haley.
She watched after them with a small heaviness in her heart.
“Ma’am, what will it be?” the barista asked.
Forcing her thoughts to the back of her mind, she turned back to the counter and quickly ordered a coffee and some croissants for Mrs. Willis. She was going to grab something to eat herself, but she suddenly didn’t have much of an appetite anymore.
Chapter Twenty-Three
“I should have more information by tonight.” Barrett leaned back in his chair and stared at Ryker over his desk. Ryker had been there way before the sun began to peek over the horizon.