Highland Wolf Pact by Selena Kitt

Author:Selena Kitt [Kitt, Selena]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Historical romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Fiction, Romance, Historical Paranormal Romance, Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 9781502408389
Publisher: Excessica Publishing
Published: 2014-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Tis time t’sup.”

Sibyl shaded her eyes and looked up at Raife. The wulver men fought bare-chested and bare-legged, like any Scot, but they were far bigger and more muscular than most men, even when they weren’t transformed into half-wolf form. Raife’s body glistened with sweat, his dark hair damp with effort as he squatted beside her near the stream. They spent the morning training but their afternoons in various other pursuits. Today they had sheared sheep and he had bits of fluff stuck in his dark hair.

“Tis dyin’,” Raife observed, pinching another brown leaf off the plant—Sibyl could have sworn it turned brown just in the time she’d been watching. “Laina will’na be pleased.”

“I know.” Sibyl sighed, reaching out to pluck a bit of white from Raife’s hair. “We will have to keep her busy here until I can go out and find another.”

“N’more woods fer ye.” He scowled at the little smile that came over her face.

“Darrow will protect me,” she said. Darrow would have done anything for Laina. If that meant going out into the woods with Sibyl, well, he would even venture to do that.

“I can’na let ye go again.” Raife shook his head, frowning at the dying plant as if it was all the fault of the willow. “Tis far too dangerous, lass.”

“No more dangerous than a human living in a wolf’s den.” She teased, laughing, standing and holding her hand out to him.

“Ye’re safe ’ere, Sibyl.” That scowl on his face deepened as he stood, ignoring the hand she had held out to help him. “Have we not proved it t’ye?”

“Of course. You know I jest.” She blinked at him in surprise. “You have proven to be a perfect gentleman. Far less of an animal than my…”

She didn’t finish the sentence, both of them knowing just who she meant.

“Aye.” Raife grimaced, turning his back on her and heading toward the mountain. “The perfect gentleman.”

“Where are you going?” she called after him.

“Dinner!” he yelled back, not turning. “I best eat somethin’ afore I decide t’devour ye instead!”

“Raife!”

But there was no way to catch up to those big, long, heavily muscled legs of his.

She stood there for a moment, fuming, watching him walk away. What right did he have to be angry at her? She’d offered herself to him, had made herself vulnerable, and had been rejected. Everything he said and did told her that he wanted her, and yet he refused to claim her.

Claim me.

Everything in her begged him, but while they talked and laughed and flirted, while he looked at her like he could, indeed, devour her, he did not act. She was confused by her own feelings for him, how powerful and intense they were. The truth was, she wanted to be claimed by Raife, wanted it more than anything she’d ever wanted in her life, but it just wasn’t meant to be. She was a human, he was a wulver. He was leader of his pack, and his choice of mate mattered greatly.

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