Bloodrunner Bear (Harper's Mountains Book 2) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Werewolves & Shifters
Amazon: B01FK7LI7G
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2016-05-10T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Aaron was scared.

Alana didn’t know how she knew it, but some instinct deep inside of her kept circling back to that thought as the seconds ticked by in the dark bedroom. He’d avoided the bed, told her goodnight, and settled on the couch outside the door. And there he lay, just on the other side of the wall. So close and much too far all at once.

He was scared of Turning her. And if Aaron was unsure if he could control his grizzly during intimacy, she should be, too. At least, that’s what she’d been telling herself for the past half an hour. So why did each minute that ticked by get harder and harder to resist tiptoeing into the living room and crawling onto the couch beside him?

Alana rolled over on her side and hugged a pillow to her chest. Softly, through the dark, she asked, “Would it hurt?”

After a moment, Aaron’s deep voice drifted through the open doorway. “Would what hurt?”

“You know. The bite.”

He huffed a sigh, and she could make out the rustle of fabric. She could imagine him sitting up now, hands scrubbing his face. “I haven’t ever thought about it before. I was born like this. I imagine it would. Shifter healing makes wounds seal up fast, but I still feel pain. Maybe worse pain because the healing happens so quickly and is so intense. Yeah, I think it would hurt.”

“Bad?”

“Yeah.”

“I hate pain.” She rubbed her fingers lightly over the bandage on her neck. She’d taken a couple of pain killers at Aaron’s instruction, but it still ached. Or maybe it was the flashes of Aric’s teeth coming at her that made it sting worse. “It seems like shifters have to get used to being hurt.”

The floorboards creaked under Aaron’s bare feet as he sauntered into the bedroom. His hair was mussed, and the blue moonlight that streamed through the window contoured his pecs, abs, and strips of muscles over his hips in delicious shadows. He hesitated at the edge of the bed, but Alana pushed back the covers and tossed the pillow she was hugging to the other side of the bed to make room.

He looked back at the doorway, as if he was debating an escape, but Alana yanked his hand down before he could scurry away. Aaron laughed and crawled under the covers with her. How was he so warm?

Snuggling against his chest, she admitted something she had never told anyone in her life. “Lissa was always the strong one out of us.”

“How so?”

“She was tough. Like when she would get sick, she didn’t want anyone fussing over her. She would hole up in her room, and if anyone mentioned her having a cold or stomach flu, she would deny it and force everyone to go about their business like nothing was wrong. She hated being coddled. And then there was me.” Alana laid a kiss on his chest, then murmured, “If I broke a nail, I was done for. Wailing, crying, telling my dad I thought I was dyin’.

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