Her Wanted Wolf by Renee Michaels

Author:Renee Michaels [Michaels, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: shifter
ISBN: 1618852833
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing
Published: 2012-03-20T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Night slid over the mountains like a silken blue-black veil, enveloping the forest in a velvety darkness. The moon finally rose to hang low in the sky, shedding pale beams to bathe the flat crag where the Lunedares convened under its silvery glow. It was a perfect night for a welcoming. Cool and clear, with nothing but the sounds and smells of nature filling their senses.

Sabine stood by Drew’s side, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. She felt like a stone dropped into a body of water because the growing crowd seemed to ripple out around her in ever-widening circles. With their attention focused on her, she was getting even more anxious. Was it possible for a crowd to make a person feel claustrophobic?

Glancing over at Ishbel, she got a small grimace of sympathy. The sisters had a brief opportunity to exchange news, before the throng descended. Sabine learned her family had created a small den within the Lunedare homestead, choosing quarters in the same wing.

Her sister had looked searchingly at her when they met, and after a while asked, “Is he as good as we speculated he’d be? Or better than we imagined?”

Ishbel’s smirk brought a searing flush to Sabine’s face. She’d given her sister a mind-your-own-business glare, but Ishbel read her like a book.

“You simply have to share the details. Don’t be selfish.” Ishbel’s pleading purr undid her.

Sabine tried to maintain a bland expression but, after a short struggle, she’d grinned like a bedazzled fool. Ishbel’s hoot of laughter still rang in her ears.

Sabine shook herself out of her reverie and turned to cast her eyes over the eight Silverwolves of her generation flanking her and the older members of her family ranged behind them silently giving her their support. She gave them a brief nod to indicate her gratitude.

Turning to face the Lunedares, she suppressed the scent of her trepidation. Her eyes met Gustav’s, and he flashed her the patented Lunedare grin. The tension holding Sabine in its brutal grip eased a little.

He separated himself from the milling pack, dropped to his knees and shifted. Winding his body around her thighs, the bulk of Gustav’s body pushed her nearer to Drew. Gustav slid past her and circled Drew’s legs as well, doing figures of eight around them, symbolizing a union where there was no beginning and no end. Finally he loped away and joined the rest of the waiting Lunedares.

Drew’s uncle pointed his muzzle to the sky and bayed, welcoming her to the pack. His joyful wail triggered a wave of transformations by the Lunedares who joined him in song. Drew’s pack added her name to their pack’s anthem. Another tie to the Lunedares, the worrying thought niggled at her. Feeling like a fraud, she looked away and fixed her eyes on the tree line above the howling wolves.

Sabine noticed a lone were standing half-hidden in the brush. She recognized him as the were who’d watched from the sidelines when she first arrived.

Who was he, and why hadn’t he changed? Their eyes met across the moonlit sea of lupine bodies.

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