The Curse by Harper A. Brooks

Author:Harper A. Brooks [Brooks, Harper A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Amara, Paranormal, Paranormal Romance, Romance, shifter, shifter romance, shapeshifters, werewolves, pack politics, opposites attract, fated mates, winter, fantasy paranormal, mated, Fantasy
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Amara)
Published: 2018-01-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Astrid drifted awake from a distant, peaceful place. First came the sweet ache between her thighs—a throbbing heat that radiated up into her lower belly, reminding her of her long, passionate night with Erec. He hadn’t lied to her when he’d said the sex wouldn’t be quick or gentle. And that was quite all right with her. She preferred the hard, fervent kind anyway. It was a good thing their kind didn’t become fertile until after they’d found their soul mate and broke the curse. Otherwise, after a night like that, she had no doubt in her mind that she would have fallen pregnant.

Erec’s soft breathing and his steady heartbeat were the only sounds; silence had replaced the thundering music outside the tent. The recoil of her wolf told her it had to be some time during the day. Just what time it was, she couldn’t be sure.

Then came the scents—the strong tickle of cedar and smoke, the wisp of lilac, and the sweet aroma of sex. She and Erec had enjoyed each other’s company three more times before exhaustion swept them both into a heavy sleep, forcing them to squeeze close together on Astrid’s tiny bed.

Cracking her eyes open, she was greeted by a harsh brightness that stung and quickly shut her lids again. Maybe she’d just stay here for a while longer. With the light pressure of Erec beside her, accompanied with the hypnotic sound of his breaths, it would be easy to find sleep again. Being here with him was a comfort she wasn’t ready to leave just yet.

It wasn’t long before she visited that blissful, dream-filled place again. Over the next hour she glided in and out of consciousness. She would have continued to chase sleep for much longer, too, if a frantic stirring beside her hadn’t jerked her awake. Snapping up in bed, Astrid’s mind leaped through all the worst possible scenarios, most involving Jerrick and some kind of unheard ambush. Then she peered over at Erec, who was thrashing about, his lips pressed tightly together, a bluish vein jumping under the skin of his forehead. Despite his heavy breathing and the sweat glistening across his brow, his eyes remained closed. He was still asleep. It seemed the only real threats were the ones invading his mind in a very violent, very forceful nightmare.

Astrid silently commanded her jumpy heart to settle and leaned closer to Erec. She ran the back of her hand along his fevered forehead and whispered his name, hoping to wake him. He bucked under her touch, snarling, and she pulled back.

Her heart constricted. She didn’t like seeing him in any kind of pain, especially if it was intangible, something she couldn’t help him fight. “Erec…” she called gently. “Erec, please wake up.”

Every one of his muscles was drawn tight, but he stopped twisting in the bed. What dream could be tormenting him so much? As she whispered his name again and again, she touched his brow for a second time. Her skin was icy compared to the heat radiating from his.

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