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“I’d expect nothing less.” He replied with a brittle smile, eyes roaming my face before he turned on his heel and went back inside.
Nolan and I putted down the road, the engine a smooth hum as we passed houses and street signs.
When we passed his family home, I frowned and looked at him.
“Where are we going?” I asked, to which he smirked softly.
“You look like you could use a run. I think I might want one as well.”
“That sounds a lot more fun than sleeping.” I replied truthfully, feeling my wolf stir beneath my skin.
If there was one thing I adored more than sleep, but less than Nolan, it was shifting. The feel of bounding through the forest, your feet near silent against the earth as pure strength and instincts hurl you forwards; there’s nothing more freeing.
He pulled over on the shoulder of the road when the forest became thick, nearly impossible to peer through even from where we stood.
It was impossible not to feel confident around Nolan, especially when I stripped the clothes from my body.
His eyes tracked my every movement, leaving behind goosebumps along every place his mouth and hands had touched.
Once we were both b**e, the cool wind whipping across our heated skin, I closed my eyes and let
Maya come through. The pain of shifting was brief, thanks to the nightly runs I often took.
I charged into the forest after Nolan, hot on his trail as we kicked up dirt and clumps of grass. We were both blips of darkness as we sprinted throughout the forest.
I tailed him for a few minutes, when Maya had the brilliant idea to nip at his hind legs. Like I had expected, he turned on his heel and the two of us skidded to a stop. It took a few seconds for the dirt to settle, my heart hammering as each one passed.
With our chests heaving, we faced one another.
There was a challenge in his eyes, and Maya snarled playfully when his voice ran through our head.
‘Did you just bite me, Daisy?’ Nolan’s voice wasn’t velvet smooth as it normally was, but rough and commanding.
‘Maybe if you picked up your pace, I wouldn’t have to. ‘ I replied breathlessly, relishing the thrill as his eyes darkened and hackles raised.
Maya and I, on the same page as always when it came to teasing our temperamental mate, had another plan in mind.
I blinked innocently at him, taking a few steps forward to drop my head. Just as he lunged for me, easily suspecting I was up to no good, I rolled to the side and took off into the forest.
I could feel him on my tail instantly, just a few feet away as he snapped and snarled at my heels. I feigned exhaustion for a few seconds before putting on a show and kicking off the ground in a burst of strength that sent me propelling forwards.
There was a reason Nolan and I were mated, one of those reason’s being that he was the only man in this world that held the title as my equal.
While I leaped over the rotten carcass of a fallen tree, Nolan used it as a springboard, kicking off it as he soared into the air.
The impact of his body slamming into mine made m y teeth rattle, but I hardly felt the sliver of pain over the thrill of being chasedand caught.
The two of us landed in a mess of tangled limbs, b**e and human as we rolled to a stop in the tall grass that surrounded us.
I had landed rather clumsily on his chest, straddling his stomach. The pads of my fingers were pressed into the thick muscle that spanned his smooth chest. My eyes trailed the vein that ran down his neck before I smirked and dug my fingernails into his chest, pinning him down for the moment. My obsidian hair, still long and wavy, hung over us like a curtain.
” See? Now’s the perfect time to practice your self control. ” I snickered breathlessly, my entire body thrumming from the closeness between usand the need that tugged at my own willpower.
Nolan thrived and desired control, but secretly liked the disobedience and chaos I brought to his life.
There was little to no one who would dare defy Nolan, a fact I had given little thought when I first met the man.
I had been trying for weeks now to take the reins, each time failing- -though not miserably. The outcome was still phenomenal each time.
I could feel him stirring beneath me, hardening with every heavy breath that left his lips. Seconds later, the thick length of him brushed against my backside.
Keeping one hand of fingernails firmly pressed into his skin, I used the other hand to reach behind me.
Smooth skin stretched taut, just a few seconds of contact before Nolan snarled and flipped me over.
My breath halted in my chest as the warm grass met my back. His large hand was wrapped around my throat, while his hulking form towered over me, wedged in between my spread legs.
Since coming into both of my titles, Nolan and I rarely had more than a few minutes to ourselves.
Unfortunately, this time was no different.
As his Beta’s voice filled his mind, I felt a persistent and incredibly impatient tug from Tristan.
“You tell me to control myself, but look at how wet you are.” His snarl was another jolt of adrenaline , lighting up every nerve ending on my body, pulling my thoughts away from anyone other than himself.
His fingers flexed around my throat, powerful and rough with callouses. The same ones that had ended many lives, just as his teeth had torn through countless enemies. The same set of teeth that currently hovered above my own throat. Yet, it wasn’t fear that rushed through me. “The next time you do something like that, I will not stop.
Regardless of who calls us.”
I had promised myself I’d go through those files as soon as we made it back to the house, but the moment I curled up into the warmth of Nolan’s teenage bed, my looming exhaustion swallowed me whole.
“What happened to those important files?” He asked, his voice gravely.
“This is the seventh three a.m. call in a month. ” I grumbled when Nolan began to move me, his muscular arms forming a cage around my torso. His eyes dripped honey and were hooded as he watched me, “As Luna and Vampire Queen, I declare that just this once, we’re going back to sleep.”
His reply fell on deaf ears, because my eyes had already closed, and my mind plunged into darkness.
The last few weeks, my sleeping moments were plagued with strange dreams. Much different than
Holly’s nightmares, which tore her from sleep with screams of mania, these dreams were bursts of color and sound. Jumbled images that burned into one another, leaving me breathless and confused as
I woke up each morning.
I wasn’t sure what it meant, but deep in the recesses of my mindburied in the hollows of my heart and the grooves of my ribcage, it felt like something was waking up.
When I awoke that morning, finding Nolan still peacefully asleep, I made my way downstairs. The stairs were silent beneath my feet, unlike the constant creak in my childhood home.
‘Someone’s making breakfast?’ Maya inquired, her ears perking as our mouth salivated. I could hear the snap and crackle of bacon hitting the frying pan as I padded down the stairs.
‘Ugh, what if it’s Brandon?’ I grunted, coming to a halt.