Taming Red Riding Hood (Fairy Tale Heat Book 8) by Lidiya Foxglove

Author:Lidiya Foxglove [Foxglove, Lidiya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Fersa

By the night of the yule ball, I was full of anxiety and excitement. Agnar kept coming for lessons but he was so distant now that I couldn’t find any way to crack him, unless perhaps if I shoved my hand down his trousers (which I was very tempted to do). I was so annoyed with him that I thought Patrick’s company would be a relief.

I was starting to come into heat, that was certain. It stirred inside me gently at first, a rising sense of wild abandon. My sense of smell grew stronger, even in human form. All the men tonight were going to smell delicious, I thought. Patrick included.

I was a little worried I would have a hard time maintaining control, but when I looked in the mirror I just looked small and almost sweet in my gown, with a necklace of blue stones Katherine let me borrow. Katherine and Father were both dressed in their best, and so was I. We took the carriage down streets that glowed with lantern-light cast on sparkling snow. It was so enchanting that I felt like a princess myself. I do need to learn to write so I can tell Ellara about this, I thought.

But thoughts of writing just gave me that annoying urge to show Agnar I was as good as him. I didn’t want to be a scholar with superior airs who forgot what being a wolf was like, and yet I couldn’t seem to help competing with him, hating him a little bit for knowing so much more than I did—and wanting him, more than anything or anyone.

“You look like something’s troubling you,” Katherine said. “On such a night? It’s going to be great fun.”

“No, nothing’s troubling me.”

“You seem to get along very well with Patrick,” Father said, with a hint of hopefulness.

“I do. It’s not Patrick. I’m fine.” I really wasn’t used to having people paying so much attention to my moods and asking me so many questions about my future.

The dance was held in a great hall that usually functioned as sort of a gentleman’s club, but tonight it was for everyone. The white brick building was splendidly decorated with wreaths and greenery. Lanterns blazed all along the approach. The carriage dropped us off at the entrance. The air smelled of woodsmoke. Everyone was merry and comparing dresses. A servant took my cloak.

I wished I had some female friends here. The younger girls in town had mostly avoided me. I tugged at the fingers of my gloves, watching them all chattering while I stood by the wall.

Patrick rescued me with a gallant bow. “You look beautiful tonight.”

“So do you. Handsome, I mean.” I couldn’t help grinning. He was wearing a green coat with gold buttons, but he had not groomed his hair or thrown on cologne as much as some of the other men. He looked ready to escape.

“Crowded in here,” he said.

“Yes…”

“I don’t love large gatherings much. Nor these dances. I hear your lessons are going well, though?”

“Aye, I do like dancing.

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