Pack (Wolves of Winter Creek Book 2) by Sarah Spade

Author:Sarah Spade [Spade, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

JOLIE

Lucas is still in the house the next morning when I wake up.

I haven’t been in Winter Creek long enough to get a good read on his schedule. He mentioned that he would be spending the full moon at his hunting cabin, but I didn’t know when he would be leaving. Assuming he’d be gone early, I slept in.

I’d brought up two different romance novels from the library. I planned on heading down to see what Eleanor had made for lunch—since today’s her day, and Kirk’s on dish duty—and then cozying up in bed, falling in love with my book boyfriends while my real lover was alone in his cabin.

First, though, I hopped in the shower. Standing beneath the spray, I wonder if I should offer to go with him. After all, Lucas said that the beast raged as hard as he did because the human side was preventing it from going after the thing he wanted most.

Lucas didn’t have to spell it out for me. When the curse turns him into that thing, the feral wants to fuck. More importantly, it wants me as his partner.

I’m not so worried about that. On two different occasions, I’ve seen Lucas get enough control to overtake the feral side. First, when he ran off as the beast only to return as himself to cut me down from the tree. Then during the new room, when he shifted back long enough to tell me to ‘run’.

He could do it again. I have full faith in him that he could. And while I’m still hemming and hawing when it comes to making our mate bond permanent, if spending the night with Lucas during the full moon helps him get through the curse, isn’t that what a good mate would do?

It’s an idea, and one I’m thinking about as I get ready. Throwing on a new change of clothes, I brush my hair, leaving it to air dry as I move out of the bathroom and into my borrowed bedroom.

Just as I’m about to grab the first of the two novels from the nightstand, I notice a manila envelope face-down on the floor. From its angle, it looks like someone must have slid it right under my door.

When? No idea. I can’t say for sure that it wasn’t there when I hobbled to the bathroom because I had to pee, then hopped in the shower after.

I wonder what it could be…

Swooping down, I pick it up. It’s not very heavy, and as I shake it, something moves from one side of the oversized envelope to the other.

Weird.

I turn the envelope over. In case I think it’s not meant for me, someone has written my name—Fallon—in a flowing, old-fashioned script.

Even weirder.

With a shrug, I undo the clasps on the back. Too late, I wonder if whoever sent this would go through the trouble of, like, booby-trapping the envelope or something. It opens easily enough. Tipping it over, I hold the envelope above my hand so that I can shake out its contents.

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