Mated Exile (Wolf Ascendant Book 2) by Lucy Auburn

Author:Lucy Auburn [Auburn, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Three

Delilah

The silence that falls in the woods is all-consuming and suffocating. I feel hot and awkward in it, despite the cool evening air flowing through the trees. Flashlight in hand, I glance over at Lance, but he looks just as steady and centered as always.

It's as if the kiss on the porch and the words he murmured in my ear never happened. Or, they did happen, but he's not nearly as hot and bothered by them as I am.

I'm more than a little tempted to reach out my awareness towards him and find out how he's feeling for myself, but I resist the temptation. I'd rather he tell me in his own words—especially now that I know how creative he is with his tongue.

"We should shift now," he says, turning towards me as he stops near a small clearing in the woods. "We'll be faster on four feet than on two, and able to follow a scent trail more easily."

"Alright." I lick my lips, nervous; though the shift came to me easily enough during the escape, I haven't reached for my wolf since, afraid that I'd find her missing. "How will we communicate while we're in wolf form?"

"We'll figure it out." He shoots me a soft smile. "After all, I've heard you're talented in your own special way, almost like a natural alpha is."

I blush a little, looking down. Though I told the guys about the night in the bar over text message—a quick note to let them know it seems I have at least some of the hybrid powers we'd expect—I haven't really talked to them about it since. Broaching the subject feels dangerous, especially because of the fear I felt from the wolves in the bar, who didn't even fully know what I am yet were suspicious of me.

Lance adds, "But don't feel pressured to figure out wolf telepathy during our first run together. You have plenty of time to work on that."

Swallowing, I admit, "When Bastian and I ran, I didn't feel anything from him at all. We just kind of relied on body language cues."

"There's plenty of that, too. Especially when you're following a scent trail. If you're struggling or need to ask a question, just shift back, and I'll do the same."

Flicking off his flashlight, Lance places it at the base of a tree. I do the same with mine, shivering a little at his nearness. His body radiates warmth, and even in the sliver of waxing moonlight overhead, his eyes are warm and bright.

Lance shifts into his wolf first, turning into a large, shaggy, white-furred beast with a black nose, a black-tipped tail, and blue eyes. He shakes himself, and the scent of freshly fallen snow and pine needles fills the air, despite the late spring Pacific Northwest weather.

I take a moment to marvel at his beauty, the clean line of his arched back, power in his wide paws, and reflection of the moon in those bright blue eyes. Then I take a shaky breath, reach inside myself, and search for the wolf.

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