Lunewulf 3: In Her Dreams by Lorie O'Clare

Author:Lorie O'Clare [O'Clare, Lorie]
Format: epub
Tags: werewolf
Published: 2010-02-13T07:06:17+00:00

Samantha woke up starving. It was almost dark outside, which meant she’d slept all day. And Johann had been gone all day. After showering, she called Elsa.

“I told Rocky I would spend the night with her, but I guess I’m stranded here.”

“I’ll be over in a minute.” Elsa had told her ten minutes ago. “Rick doesn’t want any of the women in the pack going anywhere alone since the Masterson pack seems to be swarming the town.”

Now, pacing the small room, she wondered where Johann was. She bounded out the door, ready to get away from that small room, with the rich scent of their lovemaking still lingering in the air. It seemed forever had passed when Elsa finally pulled into the parking lot.

“Did you end up babysitting Jere?” she asked, noticing the cub wasn’t with Elsa.

“I watched her for a couple of hours today.” Elsa had worn-out jeans on and a snug fitting sweater that showed off her petite figure. She brushed her long blonde hair over her shoulder, smiling at Samantha. “Simone came and got her right before you called. I guess she wasn’t too happy with whatever Johann told her. But I’m sure you know all about that.”

Samantha didn’t have a clue what Johann discussed with Simone. And she was dying to know. She found small satisfaction in the fact that Simone wasn’t happy after visiting with him. Now if she could only find out what it was they talked about. She pondered this while she rode with Elsa. They had pulled into Rick’s driveway when Samantha heard gravel crunching behind them. She spotted Rick’s truck pulling in behind them when she looked in the rear view mirror. Both Rick and Johann hopped out of either side of the truck. “Shit,” she gasped, as she turned around quickly and looked at her feet. “It’s Johann, and I look like shit.”

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Elsa couldn’t stifle a giggle and playfully punched Samantha in the arm. “He’s just a werewolf. What impresses me is that the two of them are together—and not fighting.”

Elsa’s smile disappeared as she turned toward the house. “What the hell?”

Simone sat on the front porch, a suitcase next to her, and Jere on her lap. She stood slowly, tight blue jeans showing off her long thin legs and flat tummy. The two women got out of the car as the men came up from behind. Rick grabbed Elsa by the back of the neck, kissing her, and then guided her to the house. Johann’s attention was on Simone, and Samantha edged near him. She would make sure Simone knew Johann wasn’t available.

“I didn’t expect such a going-away party.” Simone smiled at everyone, but Samantha sensed the tension and fear swarming around the woman.

“What are you talking about, Simone?” Johann sounded dangerous, his tone low and demanding.

Samantha looked from him to Simone, the two of them staring at each other. Simone looked away first, holding her head high, and gripping her daughter’s hand. But Johann continued to stare at her, his muscles tense and rippling underneath the shirt he had on.

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