Page 25 of Wolf's Fate


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I shivered as my body strung tight.

My wolf was happy to push images of her into my mind as my imagination slowly stripped her bare. And once she was there with my hand pumping hard, I leaned against the wall of the shower and bit my free-fisted hand to muffle the sounds of my own moans.

Damn, this was bad.

Feeling momentarily better, I washed off and then turned off the shower and stepped out. I dried off and realized I didn’t have any clothes with me. Hell, I’d barely packed anything to begin with. Planning to spend the weekend in my fur or climbing meant packing very light. Between the snow and having my wolf so on edge and determined to track Zoey down, those plans had been thwarted.

Not wanting to put dirty clothes back on, especially ones I’d slept in, I cracked the door.

“Zoey?”

“Yeah?”

She definitely sounded more awake and not quite so breathy now. I could handle this.

“Um, could you bring me my bag?”

I heard her rummaging around before she was standing there holding it out to me. I was trying to stay behind the door until her head cocked to the side and her eyes glanced down.

Was she trying to check me out?

She’d already seen me in the nude when I’d shifted after our run. Had she liked what she saw?

Deciding to test that theory and throw caution to the wind, I opened the door and stepped into her view with plans to retrieve my bag.

While she blushed, she held her own as she openly checked me out. I was okay until she stared at my dick as it happily grew before her eyes. I was going to need a cold shower this time to keep from rubbing myself raw.

I was frozen just watching her staring at me, bag long forgotten.

A part of me wanted to make a snarky comment like,“My eyes are up here, sweetheart.”Or something like,“You clearly like what you see.”But I knew that if I said anything it would just scare her off.

It made no sense. Zoey Rey was a famous influencer. I wasn’t an idiot. I knew what that meant. By the time she finished her next video, millions of people would be rushing to buy Rock Steady gear and give rock climbing a try. I had a love-hate feeling about it all, but despite her fame, she was also president of Theta and the most popular girl on campus. I’d never cared about such things, but I did have preconceived thoughts about her. Icertainly didn’t expect her to be so shy. That wasn’t quite right—reserved. No, more like innocent.

Zoey had an innocence about her that just seemed out of place with everything I’d heard about her.

I may not be the biggest playboy on campus because that just wasn’t me, but I wasn’t entirely immune to women’s advances. There were plenty of aggressive ones at the ARC, especially within Theta. But Zoey didn’t quite seem to fit that mold.

If she liked what she saw, and she clearly did, why didn’t she go after it? I certainly wouldn’t have stopped her. Yet something told me she wasn’t going to be bold enough to make that first move, and I wasn’t sure I was ready to do that either.

This girl had my head swirling. Hell, I’d just jacked off in the shower thinking of her while she was in the next room. I wanted to kick my own ass for it even though I was trying to be respectful and not embarrass her.

I snorted softly at the thought, but it was enough to pull her out of the lust-filled haze in her eyes as she unabashedly stared at me.

Now I really wanted to kick my own ass for disrupting her.

She gasped and shoved my bag at me as she turned and ran.

I stood there a moment longer as I heard her flop onto the bed with a big sigh.

“Pull it together, Zoey,” she told herself.

I grinned and closed the door.

A second shower may have seemed weird, but I took a quick ice cold one anyway to calm myself down once more. At this rate I was going to rub myself raw before we left the lodge.

*****

When eleven o’clock hit and I still hadn’t checked out or let the front desk know what I was doing, Karla called the room.