Page 83 of Fenrir's Queen


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It wasn’t until I lay in bed that I allowed myself to think about what had taken place during the heat. Some of it was a haze. Some of it replayed out like a porno right in front of my eyes. But the only thing that truly stood out was that none of it had been by choice.

My choice.

Both males were as bad as each other.

This is why we are matriarchal beasts. Our descendants come from queens—because I am one. The hyena part of me. We choose who we mate with, but the lineage comes from the mother. Wolves are our opposite. But at least I’m not a dog,Bouda added, ending on a chuckle.

So he did infect me?

In a way. His powers… they are not like other beings I am aware of.

Hmm. It doesn’t really matter what he is. He’s attached to a nasty piece of work.

What did the wolf do to you?she asked curiously.

Bite me.

No—apart from that.

I winced, thinking of Adam, and explained what had happened.

So he lost control due to a jealous rage and turned into a giant wolf to bite a man’s head off?

I sighed heavily.I guess so.

Then once he ate the head, he offered you his prey?

My head jerked up.What?

I think they both have difficulty controlling themselves around you, she said softly.

I frowned at her hypothesis.

So… he wasn’t trying to terrorise me?I asked hesitantly.

Nope. He simply couldn’t contain his nature. Males are strange beings. They don’t think things through the way we do.

“So he wasn’t trying to harm me or scare me,” I whispered into the silent night.

Fuck. That changed everything.

Wait—Bouda, does that mean he won’t hurt me, or that he can’t?

I held my breath, waiting for her response.

His whole nature is built around pack life. If that wolf bit you and chose us as his mate, he is prepared to go to any length to preserve our life force.

My mind drifted back to the heat. To my flippant comment about his wolf.

The wolf that had tried to tear free of Blaidd because I’d asked for him.

I exhaled slowly.

Oh my.

This did not bode well for Blaidd.

Bouda began to laugh—the one I loved.