I keep myself from sniffing her like a pup in heat and search for the button to release the seatbelt.My fingers have to slide along her thigh, and I feel just how soft she is.How easy it’d be to rip off the thin fabric, this pointless barrier.
Dammit.My dick is hard.This is not appropriate.
But it’d be sosatisfyingto touch her skin, sink in my canines, and claim her.Spread those sinfully thick thighs and confirm my suspicion that she tastes even better than she smells…
A growl rises from the back of my throat.
She startles.The seat belt finally clicks open, but she presses herself further against the opposite wall.“I told you something’s out there.”Her eyes widen, and the scent of her fear returns.
I hold back a curse.I didn’t mean to scare her.What the hell has gotten into me?
I back out of the car, leaving the seat soaked from rain dripping off my hair and shirt.It aches to stop touching her.“It’s nothing I can’t handle.”
She gives me a funny look.
I attempt a friendly smile.“What’s your name?”
She bites her lip, and one corner of her mouth curves.I have to hold in another growl.
“Nova.”
“Roen,” I offer.
Then it’s like a light clicks on in her head.“Dr.Campbell, I mean, Olivia!I was on my way to meet her.I should try calling, she might be able to come get me–”
“You know Olivia?’
We both stare at each other.
Nova.
That’s why I needed to be back tonight.Oliva had been harping on me to let her hire someone to cover the dental side of the clinic—a professional doctor who could help take care of our growing numbers.
It took me months to finally relent, but only on the condition that we hire them on a trial basis and they stay with me in the pack house until we determine if they’re trustworthy.Nothing in our human forms would cause suspicion besides a few sharp teeth, and everyone agreed to keep our true nature a secret.
“You’re Nova Sterling, as in the new doctor?”
She nods.
This woman, thishumanthat inexplicably made me lose control, is moving in with my pack?
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NOVA
“I’m Olivia’s assistant,for the time being,” I correct.
The man who found me purses his lips.Thick strands of black and silver hair stick to his face from the rain.Droplets roll down his mustache and beard onto his shirt, which is plastered to his skin.
I shouldn’t be staring, but this guy hasmuscles.His chest is twice the size of the tree that crumpled the hood of my car, and it looks just as hard.Between him and whatever is in the woods—I actually think he’d win a fight.
I’m not sure that’s a good thing.
“You’re qualified for the job, so you can call yourself a doctor.”His expression is dead serious.Like I offended him by referring to myself as an assistant.
“Right—I’m not used to the honorific yet.Just Nova works, too.”
Roen’s eyes stare into mine, turquoise blue and so light they almost have a silver glow.A sense of calm washes through me.
