Moon Bound

Chapter 24- Scents of Dread

A throbbing rhythm was beginning just behind my eyes as I wound my way through the den towards Aster's rooms. I rubbed small circles into my temples with my fingertips trying to alleviate the start of the headache. My face twisted into a frown at the clammy feel of my skin, dragging one hand down to massage the back of my sore neck I felt another film of perspiration starting to form there as well.

Was I coming down with something?

I had been feeling a bit under the weather all day. My eyes narrowed, I supposed it could be possible that the emotional highs and lows of the last few hours had exacerbated my malaise.

Werewolf's were far more prone to injury than illness —but perhaps my unique situation made me more susceptible to catching an ailment?

I rolled my eyes and scolded myself for entertaining such an absurd idea.

"Don't be ridiculous Willa!" I snarled under my breath.

Instead, I chalked it up to some strange effect of the mate bond and the days of physical separation from Codrin. It'd been surprisingly difficult to be apart from him —both physically and mentally.

It makes total sense I would feel tired, especially after our little encounter earlier. Multiple orgasms could do that to a girl after all.

My mind wandered back to the woods, when Codrin had pushed me up against that tree and given me a taste of the pleasures he could bring me. I sucked in a breath as my body came alive at the mere thought,  a tingling sensation spreading across my skin. The mate bond pulsed and hummed as its heat radiated through me to the point I was nearly feverish.

More sweat beaded on my skin and I swiped absentmindedly at my forehead.

Goddess his hands on me had felt so incredible.

I had been so excruciatingly tense, and almost as if he could read my mind, he'd known exactly what I'd needed. A shiver ran through me as I recalled his whispered words.

'I think... you have repressed those wolf instincts of yours far too long, it's time we start working on breaking her free of that cage you've trapped her in —don't you think?'

Yesssss.... I mentally agreed.

Goddess...even my internal dialogue sounded husky with lust.

The things that male did to me. The things I wanted him to do to me. He had taken my body over the edge twice in a matter of minutes. A flush crept up my neck at the memory.

My thoughts turned to Evan. The human male I'd dated for a few months during my residency. The older brother of my friend Fiona; handsome, intelligent, and kind. Of course I knew nothing could ever really come of it, but he was persistent and charming. I'd finally given into his pursuit.

He'd been a sort of fantasy of mine.

The type of male I always imagined I would want. He was highly rational and scientifically minded, a researcher and professor at the local university —and so sweet.

Safe.

Boring...as it turns out.

We'd fooled around a little, but anytime I tried to take it further his conservative ideas about sex had made me feel like my desires were somehow... wrong. Deep down I knew they weren't, but that hadn't prevented me from further leashing my wolf in an effort to quell my urges and demonstrate more...self-restraint.

A deep sigh left me.

He hadn't meant to make me feel that way, he thought he was being respectful by trying to take things slow.