Prince of Wolves
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Fane looked at her and grinned a breathtaking smile, dimples and all, You ready, Luna? he asked her. It felt like he wasnt just asking her about the motorcycle ride, more like he was giving her a choice, one that she had no plausible outcome for.
Probably not, but what the hell. Whats life without a little excitement or craziness, ya know? Take your pick, Jacque answered.
Chapter 16
As Fane drove across town with his mate behind him, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, he thought about how it had taken every ounce of self control for him not to reach out and run a finger across the markings on Jacquelyns shoulders and neck his markings. It was bad enough that Lilly had noticed the possessiveness in his voice when he asked about them, but his wolf just wouldnt ease up until he asked Jacqueline about them. Thankfully, he hadnt made a total fool of himself by touching them or growling in contentment. But the night was still young, and he had ample time to make a fool of himself, so better not count your pups.
Before they got on the motorcycle, Fane asked her if she was ready, and although he meant for the date, he also was pleading with his eyes to understand he needed her to be ready for more. He knew that she was strong mentally and physically, the Moon would not give him a weak mate as he was Alpha, and she would be over the females. But Fane was not so naive to believe that it wouldnt be a shock to learn werewolves were real, and quite possibly other things that went bump in the night.
How are you, Jacquelyn? Are you cold? Fane sent her the question.
Im great! This is awesome. Ive never ridden on a motorcycle before. I can honestly see why you wouldnt want to drive a car after youve been on one of these! Oh, and no Im not cold, Jacquelyn answered him, sounding excited.
It pleased him to know he was able to do something to bring her happiness. He could feel her joy pouring off in waves and it was so soothing to his wolf. His mate was happy and that was very important to him.
They reached the restaurant that Fane had decided on. Brian had told him about it when he mentioned he was taking Jacquelyn out. It was a mom and pop diner with a little bit of everything.
This ok with you? Fane asked her.
Yeah, this is great, Jacquelyn answered.
Fane looked at her for a moment. He couldnt help it when his eyes lingered on the markings on her shoulders and neck. Those marks told all Canis lupus she was his, his to make happy, his to protect, his toand to his astonishment he realized she was his to love as well. Even though he didnt know her very well yet, he knew without a doubt he would love her.
Fane, is everything alright? she asked him.
Yes, Luna. Everything is fine, better than fine, actually, Fane told her with asmile.
To Fanes satisfaction, dinner was pleasant, easy. There was no time when he felt the conversation forced or awkward. He smiled over the fact that she didn't refuse dessert like most girls on a first date, and she had absolutely no qualms about taking food off his plate without even asking.
After they ate, Fane took Jacquelyn to a nearby park. He had no plan of telling her anything yet. He'd told his Alpha he would keep quiet until her mom talked to her and he planned to keep his word. But he knew she would ask questions and it was better here where their conversation would not be easily overheard.
I know you've only been here a few days, but how do you like Coldspring? Jacquelyn asked.
Thus far, it seems like a pleasant place to live, not as formal as the life I am used to, or as cold, Fane told her with a wink.
No offense, but based on what you wear, your life doesnt seem all that formal.
Fane hadnt thought about how his appearance might look to her. She probably thought he lived in a little hovel of a house with junk out front. She would be surprised to find that his home was actually 7,000 square feet, although it was partly because his father often had members of the Pack stay with them.
I guess the clothes would lead you to a different conclusion, Fane responded.
Suddenly he had this intense desire to know her, know anything or everything. Whats your favorite color? What is your favorite song, book, and movie? What do you like best about being an only child and least? Fane fired question after question, not really giving her a chance to answer. He was so eager to learn all about his mate, his Luna.
Step back, take a deep breath, cause any minute now you are going to pass out from lack of oxygen, she told him. Well, seeing as I'm super shy this will be hard for me to share, so bear with me.
Fane rolled his eyes at her sarcasm. Jacquelyn was anything but shy.
My favorite color depends on the day and today it is green, she explained.
Is that why you are wearing green? Fane asked.
Yes. I have to admit that I dress very much in accordance with my mood, and the colors I choose reflect that. I know, Im a conundrum. What can I say? I like to keep things interesting.
Favorite song? That changes frequently as well. Right now I would have to say its Accompany Me, by Bob Seager. Ask me again next week and it'll be different. Favorite book? Well, youre probably going to laugh if you know what this book is, but its one I have always loved. Its called Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shell Silverstein. Its a childrens book of outlandish poetry. Ever heard of it? she asked him.
Probably not, but what the hell. Whats life without a little excitement or craziness, ya know? Take your pick, Jacque answered.
Chapter 16
As Fane drove across town with his mate behind him, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, he thought about how it had taken every ounce of self control for him not to reach out and run a finger across the markings on Jacquelyns shoulders and neck his markings. It was bad enough that Lilly had noticed the possessiveness in his voice when he asked about them, but his wolf just wouldnt ease up until he asked Jacqueline about them. Thankfully, he hadnt made a total fool of himself by touching them or growling in contentment. But the night was still young, and he had ample time to make a fool of himself, so better not count your pups.
Before they got on the motorcycle, Fane asked her if she was ready, and although he meant for the date, he also was pleading with his eyes to understand he needed her to be ready for more. He knew that she was strong mentally and physically, the Moon would not give him a weak mate as he was Alpha, and she would be over the females. But Fane was not so naive to believe that it wouldnt be a shock to learn werewolves were real, and quite possibly other things that went bump in the night.
How are you, Jacquelyn? Are you cold? Fane sent her the question.
Im great! This is awesome. Ive never ridden on a motorcycle before. I can honestly see why you wouldnt want to drive a car after youve been on one of these! Oh, and no Im not cold, Jacquelyn answered him, sounding excited.
It pleased him to know he was able to do something to bring her happiness. He could feel her joy pouring off in waves and it was so soothing to his wolf. His mate was happy and that was very important to him.
They reached the restaurant that Fane had decided on. Brian had told him about it when he mentioned he was taking Jacquelyn out. It was a mom and pop diner with a little bit of everything.
This ok with you? Fane asked her.
Yeah, this is great, Jacquelyn answered.
Fane looked at her for a moment. He couldnt help it when his eyes lingered on the markings on her shoulders and neck. Those marks told all Canis lupus she was his, his to make happy, his to protect, his toand to his astonishment he realized she was his to love as well. Even though he didnt know her very well yet, he knew without a doubt he would love her.
Fane, is everything alright? she asked him.
Yes, Luna. Everything is fine, better than fine, actually, Fane told her with asmile.
To Fanes satisfaction, dinner was pleasant, easy. There was no time when he felt the conversation forced or awkward. He smiled over the fact that she didn't refuse dessert like most girls on a first date, and she had absolutely no qualms about taking food off his plate without even asking.
After they ate, Fane took Jacquelyn to a nearby park. He had no plan of telling her anything yet. He'd told his Alpha he would keep quiet until her mom talked to her and he planned to keep his word. But he knew she would ask questions and it was better here where their conversation would not be easily overheard.
I know you've only been here a few days, but how do you like Coldspring? Jacquelyn asked.
Thus far, it seems like a pleasant place to live, not as formal as the life I am used to, or as cold, Fane told her with a wink.
No offense, but based on what you wear, your life doesnt seem all that formal.
Fane hadnt thought about how his appearance might look to her. She probably thought he lived in a little hovel of a house with junk out front. She would be surprised to find that his home was actually 7,000 square feet, although it was partly because his father often had members of the Pack stay with them.
I guess the clothes would lead you to a different conclusion, Fane responded.
Suddenly he had this intense desire to know her, know anything or everything. Whats your favorite color? What is your favorite song, book, and movie? What do you like best about being an only child and least? Fane fired question after question, not really giving her a chance to answer. He was so eager to learn all about his mate, his Luna.
Step back, take a deep breath, cause any minute now you are going to pass out from lack of oxygen, she told him. Well, seeing as I'm super shy this will be hard for me to share, so bear with me.
Fane rolled his eyes at her sarcasm. Jacquelyn was anything but shy.
My favorite color depends on the day and today it is green, she explained.
Is that why you are wearing green? Fane asked.
Yes. I have to admit that I dress very much in accordance with my mood, and the colors I choose reflect that. I know, Im a conundrum. What can I say? I like to keep things interesting.
Favorite song? That changes frequently as well. Right now I would have to say its Accompany Me, by Bob Seager. Ask me again next week and it'll be different. Favorite book? Well, youre probably going to laugh if you know what this book is, but its one I have always loved. Its called Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shell Silverstein. Its a childrens book of outlandish poetry. Ever heard of it? she asked him.
