Chapter 0274
Shifting back himself, Noah stared at me, his eyes wide with what looked like awe. Slowly, he approached, dropping to a crouch in front of me and pulling a handkerchief from his pocket.
“There, killer,” he whispered, gently wiping the blood from my mouth. His touch was tender, a stark contrast to the primal energy still thrumming through both of us. “I didn’t think you had it in you.”
I grinned, still feeling the thrill of the hunt coursing through my veins–mixed with the lingering sensation of primal, animalistic yearning that hadn’t left me since our night together. It was almost unbearable now, that ache between my thighs, especially with him so close.
Without thinking, I darted my tongue out, licking a drop of blood from his finger. Noah froze, his breath catching in his throat.
“I’ve always had it in me,” I murmured, my voice husky. “I just never set it free.”
Noah growled softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. I didn’t move away as his eyes roamed over my body, dark with desire. And in that moment, I think our wolves were still in control of our desires, of our actions.
Gently, he gripped my wrists and pushed me down onto the bed of leaves beside my kill, looming over me.
The air between us crackled with tension. I could feel the heat of his body, see the rapid rise and fall of his chest. My wolf whined, urging me to close the distance between us. The forest seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us in our own little world.
We could do it, I thought to myself. Maybe there wasn’t time, but my wolf was telling me that it didn’t matter much if our pack accidentally found us rutting right there on the forest floor. The taste of the doe’s blood must haye clouded my logic, returned me to a more base level of instinct.
But then, just as Noah began to lean in, the sound of approaching footsteps made that logic return–for both of us. Realizing that we were about to make another mistake, and right in front of our pack this time, I sprang away from him. I scrambled to my feet, leaves clinging to my clothes, as the rest of the hunting party burst into the clearing. 1
As I brushed myself off, I caught a glimpse of movement behind a particularly large tree that made me pause. Zoe was sliding off of the back of Drake’s wolf form, her feet touching the ground just as they came into full view. She made a show of smoothing down her clothes and sighing contentedly, as if she had just shifted back herself.
But I knew better.
Interesting, I thought to myself. My eyes narrowed as I watched her meander into the clearing, filing away this information for later. 1
“Nice. Clean kill,” Drake said, leaning close to observe the deer–two perfect puncture wounds right at the base of her skull.
I followed his gaze. She had likely only felt a singular flash of pain before it was lights out, and the rest that happened after had just been her muscles taking over. Now that the primal fog was clearing from my mind, I did feel a little bad for harming another creature, and wiped my bloody mouth with the back of my hand.
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Chapter 0274
“You killed her?” Drake asked, noticing my movement.
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