“Thank you,” I whisper, then kiss him.
His mouth opens under mine at the same time as a surge ofheathits me behind my ribs. My breath hitches and Lynx chuckles between kisses. “That never gets old, does it?”
“No.” I hope it never does.
He nudges me back against the tree, deepening the kiss and sliding his thigh between mine. It’s easy between us, effortless. I’ve given up wondering if we’d have ever done this if I hadn’t been turned into a shifter, because it doesn’t matter. I am one, and Lynx Harper is my soulmate.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
My phone chimes before we get too carried away, and Lynx pulls back enough for me to check the screen. There are only a few people who’d be texting me.
Ash: Hey, any idea when you’re coming home yet? I miss your face.
I tilt the screen so Lynx can read it.
“You’re going to have to deal with that sooner or later.”
“I know.” I’ve put it off for the past couple of weeks. Ash thinks I’m away anyway, so what does it matter? Yeah, I feel guilty every time I think it. So much has changed in my life and he doesn’t know any of it.Fuck. “I need to tell him.”
Lynx raises an eyebrow. “You sure?”
“He’s like my brother. We’ve never had secrets.” I suck in a shaky breath. “I’d rather not start now.”
“What about your dad?”
We’ve exchanged a few messages over the past week. I never told him about Fox. I have no proof that he was involved with torturing and drugging my dad, and I don’t want to remind him of something he’d rather forget.
I also don’t want to tell him that I’m not exactly human anymore. “No. I think this is a secret he’d want me to keep.”
But Ash? I can’tnottell him.
“So, you want to tell Ash, then.”
“You sure that’s okay? That I’m allowed to?”
“As long as you’re aware of the risks. By telling him, you’re involving him in our world and all the danger that comes with it. Maybe think about that before you take that step.”
If it were me in Ash’s shoes, I’d want to know. I’d be fucking gutted if I found out and he hadn’t told me. I pull out my phone.
Morgan: Tomorrow, actually. Can you swing by the compound in the afternoon so we can catch up?
He doesn’t reply straight away, and it takes me a second to realise my mistake.
Ash: The compound? What the fuck for?
Shit.
Morgan: I’ll explain everything when you get here. Promise
Ash: Everything’s ok, right?
Morgan: Yeah. Everything’s perfect. Can you just come here?
Ash: Fine. But you’ve got some serious fucking explaining to do
Morgan: Noted
I glance up at Lynx as I slide my phone away. “He’s coming here tomorrow.”
