Taming the Wolf
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“You think she’ll allow one boy at your girl’s party?”
I smiled. “I think I can talk her into it.” Sawyer rose and nodded to Adam as he left. Adam glared at his back and then shut the door, turning the lock. He crossed his arms and watched me. I was dressed now. I wondered if Elle or Adam clothed me.
“Thank you for saving me, again,” I told him. “How’d you find me?”
“I’ll always find you, Anna.” His voice was soft, but held an edge, a promise. Walking towards me, he placed his arms on either side of me and leaned down. His lips claiming my mouth, separating my lips as his tongue darted out and swirled with mine. The excruciating pain was temporarily forgotten as I lost myself in his kiss. Dear God help me! I’m a fool for this man.
“There. Now it’s my taste on your lips,” Adam said with a smirk. “What were you thinking going out in the middle of the night when there are hunters on our mountain?” Adam sat up straight, turning his back to me while he rested his elbows on his knees. “Do you have any idea what I thought when I found your naked body splayed on the forest floor?” He looked over his shoulder at me.
“It’s not like I planned this,” I said, motioning towards my bum leg. Adam was quiet for a while, his muscles tense as he thought about something.
“What’s wrong?”
“Anna, I need to know why you were really out there”
“I told you, I needed to run. It’d been three days since I shifted, and I was antsy. I didn’t think hunters would be out at night.”
“Another body was found,” Adam stated. When I didn’t respond, he turned to face me. “Tell me you’re not the one killing these men.”
I gaped at him. “How could I have killed him when I was passed out in the forest last night?” Although I’d been out of it, the dream I’d had this morning revisited my mind. Was that the man who’d been killed?
“The man was a hunter,” Adam said, answering my question. My breath caught in my throat. “I found him not fifty yards from you. His throat was ripped out like the other.”
I rubbed my forehead as if the motion would erase the memory of the dream that stalked my mind. I couldn’t explain any of it, and it’d be only a matter time before all fingers pointed to me.
“I didn’t do it,” I muttered, but my voice lacked conviction. Was my wolf so bloodthirsty that she killed two men? Shouldn’t I have some memory of the killings besides the dreams?
“Anna, if you’re the one responsible I need to know. If I find out later, I won’t be able to help you.”
“I didn’t do it. I mean, I don’t think I did it.”
“What the hell does that mean? You either did or didn’t.”
I swallowed a few times before I found the courage to explain. “I had dreams…about the killings. I saw their deaths. The dreams were so lifelike…I could practically taste the blood.” I focused on my hands, too afraid to see what emotion was on Adam’s face.
“You didn’t think you should tell me this when Tim was found?”
“I was afraid I’d be accused of murder. I was the last to see him alive, and at the time, I thought it was just a dream,” I paused. “But now…I don’t know.”
Adam released a heavy breath, scrubbed his hands over his face and stood up. He paced my bedroom, the wheels in his mind working overtime to think of a solution. “You’re not to leave my sight, understand? The only way I can know for sure whether you’re responsible or not is if I’m with you at all times.”
I opened my mouth to protest, but snapped it shut when Adam glared at me.
“This is not up for discussion. I have a pack to look out for, and if the murders continue, it’s only a matter of time before the police come sniffing our way.”
“But this has happened before. Isn’t it possible that the same wolf is responsible for the new killings?”
“It’s possible, but we’ve been scouring the mountain for the past few days, and the only scents we’ve picked up are of the pack. You have a strong reaction around humans, so it stands to reason that you could be the culprit.” Adam said.
As much as I wanted to scream and yell to defend myself, I remained silent. The dreams were too vivid not to be connected, which meant Adam was right—I could be the killer.
*
Elle’s girl’s night had two male attendees. Sawyer sat on one side of me, his hand holding mine. While Adam sat on the other side, his hand resting on the couch so that it touched my leg. The living room had a large sectional, enough room to seat eight people comfortably. Adam may have been pissed about the current killings and my possible involvement, but that didn’t distract from his subtle claim of me.
Elle stretched out on the longer part of the sofa. She’d rented romantic comedies which only made my predicament all the more uncomfortable. I spent the night having Sawyer try to take care of me, offering a blanket when I was cold or drinks when I was thirsty, and Adam sending murderous glares his way. My muscles were so sore from the tension I was sure they’d snap.
The clicking of heels brought our attention away from the flat screen. Eve stomped into the living room, glowered at me, and said, “I need to speak to you, Adam.” With the whip of her dark hair, Eve strode into the hallway. Adam stood and followed her, a door slamming followed.
“What do you think that’s about?” Elle asked as she looked over at me.
I shrugged. “Who knows with her.”
“Everyone knows you have a thing for that mutt!” Eve’s voice carried through the house. Elle and Sawyer looked at me. I shook my head, feigning innocence. The worry in Sawyers eyes made me avoid his gaze.
“Keep your voice down!” Adam snarled.
“I’ve gotta go,” Sawyer said, standing up.
“Sawyer—”
“It’s okay. It’s my turn to track, so I’ll talk to you later.” He watched me for a few seconds before turning and leaving. The disappointment in his green eyes was enough to form a lump of guilt in my stomach. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I liked Sawyer. Thinking about not spending time with him again caused a reaction I hadn’t expected.
Elle glanced at the clock. “Oh, I have to go too. I’m in Sawyer’s group.” She stood up and said, “You okay?”
I nodded. “Yeah, just another day in the life of a wolf.”
She leaned over and squeezed my arm, a small smile on her lips. “We’ll talk later. Right now our alpha demands I go out and search the mountain,” she grumbled and rolled her eyes.
When both Sawyer and Elle left, I sat on the couch and tried to focus on the sappy couple on the TV screen. I could hear Adam and Eve arguing, and it had me on edge. Would Adam stop her if she decided to attack me? Since Eve was an alpha, she was stronger than me, even without the bum leg. The sound of a door opening awakened my wolf. She was ready for a fight and would claw and bite until the bitter end. Adam walked out, his hands fisted at his side and a scowl on his face. Eve followed after him and stopped. Adam put himself between me and his mate, and I released the breath I’d been holding.
“You and I will have it out one way or another,” she snapped and then left.
Adam walked over to the couch and sat down. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he dropped his head back against the couch.
“Should I even ask?”
“Seems my affections didn’t go unnoticed,” Adam said, looking over at me. His eyes watched me so intently I forgot myself for a moment.
“I need to know why you waited so long. I’ve been here for three months and other than teaching me about the wolves, or punishing me, you never spoke to me. You threatened to give me to Luke if I didn’t date Sawyer, and now you want me for yourself,” I paused to take a breath. “Whatever game you’re playing, I’m not. I like Sawyer, and you’re mated to Eve. I’m not willing to die for something I can’t have.” I spoke the words that’d been lingering on my lips for days. I coated them with authority and confidence, in hope they’d penetrate Adam’s stubborn head.
Inside, it felt like water rushing down a drain. Everything I allowed myself to believe could happen with Adam was withdrawing and left me empty. Against my better judgment and morals, I wanted Adam as sure as the farmers want rain. I craved his presence and touch like a drug addict—sure that if I didn’t get a taste of him my body would convulse. The realization was so strong it left me breathless, suffocating on the emotions that gnawed on my insides until there was nothing left.
“Eve won’t touch you,” Adam began, his hand reaching out. I flinched away from him, afraid that if he touched me I’d cave.
“I’m sorry. I had no right to act the way I have, and it’s only caused more problems. I know Eve is a dangerous enemy to have and that Sawyer really likes you. I know you’re worth more than what I’m offering and that you deserve to be happy,” Adam sat up, cracked his knuckle’s and ran his fingers through his hair. “I know all of that, but I don’t care. I don’t care that Eve and I were paired together. I don’t care that Sawyer would make a worthy mate and make you happy because I know I could make you happier. If I had to only admire you from afar rather than feel your body beneath my hands, I’d go insane. I had to step up in some way to have you and your stubbornness has only driven me more over the edge.” Adam snorted and glanced at me. “I’ll never stop wanting you,” he said softly, looking away. “But I will stop my advances and never speak of this again. Eve was given to me to rule by my side and going against that covenant would put your life in danger.” Adam stood, keeping his back toward me. “Elle will be your watcher from now on. You will not leave her sight. We still need to figure out who’s behind the murders. Goodnight, Anna.”
I watched him leave, the sound of the front door closing like vice around my heart. Something within me drew me towards Adam like a moth to a flame. He was my beacon in the dark world. I always assumed the emotion was due to the fact he was my alpha and my wolf was vowed to this authority. Now, I wasn’t so sure.