Tempt; A Twisted Wolf Tale by Rene Folsom

Author:Rene Folsom
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Werewolf, Shifters, Paranormal Romance, Love Story, Romance, Werewolves
Published: 2014-10-10T14:00:00+00:00

The Cry

Dragging my red-hooded ass into my apartment was a feat after the exhausting work my mom had me doing all night. Not only did that woman want me to help her hang lanterns and put out pumpkins, but I had to carve the damn things too. I was so not aware of just how much help she needed and was lucky I’d managed to get it all done before two in the morning.

Staying as quiet as possible so as not to wake Jen, I tiptoed into my room and lit a candle, feeling the need for muted light at such a late hour. I contemplated a bath, but was just too damn exhausted to even think of doing anything other than planting my face in my pillow.

Tossing my phone on my desk, I noticed the obscene amount of missed calls and text messages that littered my notifications. Rolling my eyes, I shut the damn thing off and pushed it out of my mind. I was way too tired to worry about the boy’s feelings right now.

With the cool weather rolling in, I opened my window just a crack so I could feel the glorious chill fill my room, cooling my body that had been worked to the bone all evening. Stripping down to nothing, I was able to see my scars again for the first time since that morning.

The urge to touch them, caress them, protect them, seemed to overwhelm me as I stood by my window with my hand over my heart. My breathing quickened at just the feeling of power and desire it gave me.

Did it really give me those feelings? Or was someone, or something, behind these passions that seemed to overwhelm me? Granny’s words repeated in my head like a broken record… you’ve been marked.

But by what? And for what purpose?

Well, something could mark me all it wanted, but there wasn’t much I could do about it if I didn’t know what it meant… right?

With the blood pumping through my veins, I made it a point to breathe, feeling the throb of my heart through the scratches on my chest. Looking down, I could see their beauty—marveling at the sight of the patterns etched in my skin.

Suddenly, a pang of craving hit me like a wrecking ball, slamming me with such mixed emotions of lust, need, adoration… it took my breath away. At that very moment, a wolf howled in the distance, bringing my attention back to the open window where the nearly full moon lit the night sky.

The sound seemed so sad, so distant. Almost like the wolf was calling out to a long-lost mate, desperate for the day they’d finally be able to be together. Then again, it was probably my imagination getting the better of me—with it being All Hallows Eve, a nearly full moon, and almost three in the morning.

Looking at the clock again, I sighed in disbelief. I couldn’t believe I’d been standing there naked in front of the open window for over a half hour.

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