My assreallyhurt.
“I’m just going to sit down on the couch.” I watched his response, to make sure he wasn’t going to get more pissed off.
He didn’t move.
I took two small steps backward, wincing with both of them.
He snarled at me.
I stopped, and waited.
When he quit snarling, I took another step, biting back a groan of pain.
He snarled again, stopping abruptly when I was no longer moving.
Guess he didn’t want me to sit on the couch after all.
“Are you going to eat me?” I asked. “In the not fun way? I’m all for the fun way. Err, I would be. If you were in your other form. I don’t think I’m kinky enough for it in this form. Probably won’t ever be, unfortunately. I’m usually on board with trying everything, but some things are just a hard no. You know?”
He continued glaring.
Maybe that was a hard requirement for him.
Yikes.
“Did I do something to make you angry?” I asked.
He glared.
“I’m not sure why you wanted me in here if it makes you so unhappy.”
He still glared.
“But if you—” I started.
A loud knock on the door cut me off.
“Are you expecting company?” I asked the wolf.
His glare heated.
I was going to take that as a no.
The person at the door knocked again.
I took a few tentative steps closer.
“Emmy?” a familiar voice yelled, the sound muffled by the wood between us.
“Abby?” I called back.
“Can you open the door?” Abby shouted.
I stepped closer, eyeing the wolf.
He let me.
Until I reached for the doorknob. Then, he snarled and snapped his teeth.
