All Hallow's Howl by Cait Forester

Author:Cait Forester [Forester, Cait]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LoveLight Press
Published: 2015-09-22T23:00:00+00:00

7 - Seven

“You’re crying,” Jamie observes when they collapse against the ground, still tied together.

“Am I?” Dylan murmurs, and reaches up to touch his face. When he focuses, he can scent the salt water on the air. “Oh.”

“Is everything alright?”

“’s perfect,” Dylan slurs, and lolls his head back against his alpha.

*

Dylan wakes up happy. It’s the first morning he’s been truly at peace since the Decree was given - maybe before that. When he turns his head to the side, he’s met with his mate’s thick fur, and he breathes in deeply.

They’d shifted to their lupine forms soon after they’d broken apart for the first time; it was easier and more natural to be sheltered by their fur. Neither one had wanted to break the spell of their companionship by returning to the pack, and so they’d spent the night alone, curled around each other in one way or another, making love and chasing each other through the clearing, high on the exhilaration of their shared bond.

He stretches out, feeling the dull ache in his body as a reminder of the night before. By the time he’s worked the kinks out of his back and legs, he looks over to find Jamie blinking one eye open to watch him before he shuts it again, grumbling lightly to himself and shifting to make himself more comfortable.

Dylan’s tongue hangs out in a smile. When he nudges at Jamie’s body with his nose, his alpha snaps at him halfheartedly. Dylan does it again. Jamie lifts his head to shoot him a baleful glare.

Dylan shifts back, the better for him to crouch down and run his fingers through Jamie’s ruff. “Aw, come on,” he says. “It’s morning. I’m hungry.”

Jamie shifts back as well, startling Dylan enough to make him fall back on his ass. “I can hunt for you,” he offers in a deep, raspy voice, and Dylan shakes his head.

“I’ve been too busy worrying to taste my food in days,” he says, “and you haven’t had a proper meal in… well. A very long time. So wakey wakey, sugar lips. It’s time to breaky my fast.”

Jamie lifts an eyebrow. “Sugar lips?”

Dylan flushes. “I mean…” he says, suddenly unsure.

Jamie must sense his nerves, because he springs to his feet in one smooth motion, reaching out a hand to pull Dylan up with him. When he’s steady on his feet, Jamie leans in close to his ear. “I think you’re the one with sugared lips, mate.”

Dylan’s face burns hotter.

They share a long kiss. When Jamie looks at the mark he’s left on Dylan’s neck, his face becomes this odd mixture of sad and proud, and Dylan reaches out to trace the mark he had left on Jamie. “Let’s just not talk about it,” he says quietly. “Not right now. Not while we still have some time left.”

Jamie nods, pressing another quick kiss to his lips before melting back into fur and claws.

It’s easier to be present in the moment as a wolf, Dylan thinks. Quieter inside your mind.

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