Lone Wolf's Heart (Fated and Forgotten Book 1) by Marisa Claire

Author:Marisa Claire [Claire, Marisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torment Publishing
Published: 2024-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Roman barely spoke to me for two days. After our run through the woods and the moment on the hill, I received very little of his company. There were glimpses of him, so I knew he was still around. I would catch a gray form in between the trees in the distance. Occasionally a floorboard would creak downstairs while I was sleeping, telling me he’d gone to bed on the couch. But something about our moment had changed everything.

It was killing me.

Each night was spent tossing and turning, thinking about the shifter who shared the house with me. About the wolf who lingered close enough to feel him, and even smell his wild scent, but whom I could barely see.

A couple weeks ago, I’d wished revenge upon him. I’d wished for him to leave. Now here I was, lying awake, staring at the grooves in the ceiling above my bed and attempting to let the sound of crickets through the open window soothe me to sleep.

Instead, I kept listening for sounds of Roman. If I heard the front door open, would I run after him? If I knew he was leaving, would I stop him?

Rolling over, I checked the clock on the nightstand. The red numbers glowed 4:42.

I buried my face in the pillow.

I need this purgatory to end.

A soft click sounded as my door quietly opened. Prying myself up from the mattress, I sat up to find Roman stepping into the room on silent feet.

“Oh, you’re awake,” he said quietly, with an odd amount of surprise.

“You were coming in here expecting me to be asleep?” My voice was gravelly, exhausted.

“Well, yes.”

His admittance hung in the air between us for a moment.

“Are you watching me sleep?” The thought both perturbed and excited me. My sanity was slipping for sure.

“Not exactly.” He remained in the doorway, as if my consciousness were a pariah he wasn’t looking to catch.

Sitting up, I crossed my legs underneath the sheet and faced him. “Explain, or I’m going to start thinking you’re actually a lunatic.”

Roman averted his gaze and said under his breath, “I think it’s a little too late for that.”

“Why are you avoiding me?” I blurted before I could talk myself out of the confrontation.

Roman sighed, sinking against the doorway with the release of breath. His head made a small thud as it hit the wood. He continued to avoid looking at me, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m not.”

“But you are.”

He looked as if he was about to protest, but then said, “Okay, I am.”

“Why?”

“You are relentless, you know that?” There was a hint of irritation in his voice as he pushed off from the doorway and entered the room. The moonlight filtering in through the window hit his gray eyes and I felt that link between us, that fire.

“So are you,” I whispered.

“I’m just…” He turned in frustration, walking toward the door again.

I shot up from the bed, wearing nothing but my usual shorts and oversized t-shirt. “You don’t get to walk away again.

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