Chasing Destiny (Silver Tip Pack Book 2) by Megan Erickson

Author:Megan Erickson [Erickson, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Volume 2
Published: 2017-07-20T22:00:00+00:00

Part Two

NASH

Chapter Eleven

Beneath me, Bay was trembling. I wished that I could explain why I was laying on top of him, but there hadn’t been enough time if I wanted to save him.

I hadn’t wanted it to ever come to this, for him to find out this way. But with Bay’s life threatened, I had no choice. I wasn’t even sure this would work, but it was the only idea I had. From the reaction of the Noweres, they couldn’t detect him, my large body overpowering whatever scent he was throwing off, like I was his personal ruebane.

It had to work. Bay was going to live a long life. All these years I’d been ashamed of my immunity. It had done nothing but bring me pain—immeasurable pain—and heartache. It’d be all worth it though, if I saved Bay’s life. Except…he wouldn’t have even been here if it wasn’t for me.

The Noweres didn’t come closer—their nostrils flexing as they scented the air. Bay’s scent had drawn them in, but if this worked, then the trail would be dead. Cold. To them, I was the same as a tree, a rock, any inanimate object.

Eventually their chattering slowed, and I sensed when Bay’s fear shifted to curiosity. He wasn’t trembling, and one finger lifted to gently poke at my chest. I huffed out a short breath and relaxed into him. When the Noweres no longer had a scent to hunt, they stood swaying without a purpose before a sound somewhere in the distance drew their attention. They turned their rotten bodies around and swayed back toward where they came from.

We didn’t move for a long time, and I knew I was crushing Bay—he’d made a small grunt when I’d first landed on top of him—but aches and pains were better than being Nowere food.

When I could no longer hear the Noweres, and I deemed us safe, I slowly rolled to the side, taking Bay with me. I didn’t shift, and instead gathered him in my Were arms and cradled him to my chest. Shifting meant I had to talk, answer questions. Shifting meant my explanation might not be enough, might drive him away. So for now, I enjoyed holding him against me.

His hands flexed on my biceps, and his face remained pressed to my chest. He didn’t speak for a long time, and I wasn’t sure what that meant—was he angry? Hurt? Bay was quick, so his mind was working overtime trying to figure out what just happened. Finally, he lifted his head and extended a hand to touch the tip of my ear. There was a hole there, one which I covered in human form with my hair, but in Were form, it was obvious. They’d put it there, a way of marking us as their property.

Bay’s hand smoothed down my jaw and snout, out to the tip of my nose. I watched him, unable to speak, but his heartbeat slamming into his ribs was a drumbeat against my own. “Why aren’t you shifting back?” he asked.

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