Gifted

Chapter Twelve - Sage

Changing back my wolf was forced into retreat, essentially back into her cage. I rose from all fours, looking behind me and was relieved to see he hadn't followed me.

Bending down, I grabbed my dress from the floor. Shaking it out, I lowered and stepped into it, pulling it up, adjusting in on the shoulders before zipping up the side.

My hands shook as I grabbed my underwear, pulling them on as quickly as I could. The coldness against the hotness of my core sent a shiver through my body. Seizing my shoes from the grass, it was pointless looking for my stockings. No doubt the wind had had its wicked way with them as I gave a cursory glance, scanning the nearby ground.

Shaking my head. Bloody hell, anger, fear and lust fought equally inside my head.

What the hell had I been thinking? Letting her out. Letting him know I was a wolf.

I could have said I didn't know what he was talking about, but no – I just had to show him!

Looking behind me again, I scanned the trees. Nope still no sight of him. I breathed in, slightly relieved but undermined by her disappointment. She was unsettled and pacing not to mention, angry with me.

Ignoring her attitude. I gathered my thoughts. I needed to get out of here. But for that I needed my phone, to call for a cab. I tried to think where I last saw it.

My bag, yes it was in my bag. But where was my bag? Attempting to retrace my steps in my head, my heart began racing, panicking.

Oh, putain non. I'd left it in Hunter's car. I was stuck here, in his home far away from anybody I knew, without my phone.

How could I be so stupid!

An idea popped into my head. Hunter must have a phone, a land-line inside the house. Clutching my shoes, I swiftly ran. The damp grass tickled my toes as I headed towards the open doors.

Stepping inside the room, my eyes fell to where he had kissed me against the bookcase. My hand came to my mouth as I let my finger trace where his lips had been. A sudden blast of heat rushed from my tummy upwards warming every inch of my chest, neck, face.

Idioté, why let him kiss me?

Because you wanted him.

My wolf made her feelings known; she had been extremely pissed off that I had forced her to leave him, there in the woods. The second she met his wolf; her mind was made up, she wanted him.

Well, that would not happen. I had a job to do. But again, how stupid was I in letting him bring me all the way out here to his home of all places?

Well he didn't exactly for permission.

I looked around the room, there wasn't a phone in here. Placing my shoes on the table, I remembered Hunter had his cell-phone in the kitchen, perhaps I could use that?

Duh... it will be locked.

I walked towards the door; it was still worth checking. Perhaps there was a way to make an emergency call. I reached the door when I felt his presence behind me. With my hand on the door handle I froze. Not wanting to turn around.

If I turned around, god only knew what would greet me, and if he naked. Mon Dieu. There wasn't a cat-in-hells chance I could stop myself from jumping on him.

I couldn't deny it. I wanted him.

My wolf whined, her thoughts echoing through my mind. Shut up in there, yes I admit it – but it doesn't change a thing. She growled.