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Even if he doesn’t bite me… it’ll be worth it for the pleasure.
For the hunt.
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I leave when I can feel him drawing closer, the magnetism of my fated mate resonating in my bones.
Even without the bite, we sense each other—and he’ll knowexactlywhere I am when he gets my scent—but I’m fast enough to beat him to the creek. My wolf sings to be set free as the moon rises, making me quicker, bolder, stronger. I don’t even bring shoes as I put on a white sundress and close the door behind me, leaving the note tacked to our front door.
Come find me.
I know it’s going to piss him off. He’s especially protective with his instincts in overdrive during my heat, and there could be other alphas in the woods. Even the brush of my thighs together as I take off through the grass arouses me, heat pooling in the pit of my stomach and wetness slipping between my legs. My scent will drift all over the prairie, drawing Elijah to me like moth to flame.
I feel powerful to have that leverage over him. The big bad wolf like putty in my hands.
Mine.
The creek is about three miles from our place, and I take it at a sprint, my heart pounding and lungs working overtime. I cross a field of bluebonnets and prairie fire, their sweet scent hitting my nostrils with an incredible intensity thanks to my heightened senses. The moon glows above, already full and gorgeous as the last rays of sun vanish on the horizon.
Rushing water sounds ahead of me, recent rainfall gathered to a clear cascade over the grey stones of our creek bed. The dusky sky tints the water violet, and I leap into the cool water up to my knees to cross the rocks, round pebbles massaging the soles of my feet. I can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of my chest as I lift my dress up my thighs. A riot of sensation overtakes me, nipples pebbling under my dress, my pussy so wet I’m certain not even the water could stop Elijah tracking me.
His howl breaks through the night, skittering across my skin like the touch of a lover.
I move faster, even as a needy whine cracks through my composure.
I’ve never needed anyone like this—not since my first heat during the last full moon. Meeting Elijah woke something in me, a wolf that had been lurking in the shadows of my heart my whole life. And she’s hungry for her mate, frustrated with the games we like to play.
It’s going to make this allsomuch better.
Another howl sounds, closer this time, just as I reach the other side of the creek. The woods are thicker here, and I stumble into the darkness just as I feel his presence… a shiver rolls down my spine. I take harsh, uneven breaths, wanting him to find me just as my prey instinct kicks in.
There’s a creature in this forest intent on eating me.
I catch something out of the corner of my eye: a shadow, huge and menacing. A flash of white fur, violet spines down his back, silver eyes in the dark. I’m confident it’s Elijah. I can scent him, that combination of whiskey and pine andmale, essential and primordial.
Mine.
Mine.
The game is on. My feet fly through the grass, my dress catching on the thistles. This creature runs across the plains,wild and untamed. I’ll dance on the prairie until sunrise if I have to, until I get my mate’s bite.
I break out of the tree line and race for the other side, letting out a laugh of pure, unfiltered joy. I can feel him behind me, ready to nip at my heels. A claw catches in my skirt, but I slip out of his grasp and run the opposite direction. Fear mingles with pleasure and excitement, filling my chest with pureneed.
And then he catches me.
Now, the fun begins.
Chapter 3
Elijah stays partially shifted over me, his claws out, teeth sharp as daggers. His eyes flash with an otherworldly, alien glow as he lowers his nose to my hair and inhales deeply, dragging his tongue out over the shell of my ear.
My every nerve attunes to him. I’m helpless in his grasp.
All I want is for him to rut me.
“Just my luck to find a pretty little omega running wild on the full moon,” he growls, his claws biting into my shoulders. I let out a whimper and press my hips up to him, feeling him hard between my legs. “If she doesn’t listen to her alpha, she might get lost in the woods.”
I move to dig my nails into his back, but he snatches my wrists in his powerful hands and presses them into the grass above my head, pulling back to look at me.
