The Luck of the Wolves by Sophie Stern

Author:Sophie Stern
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: shifters, wolf shifters, wolves, shifter stories, shifter romance, pnr, shifter pnr
Publisher: Sophie Stern
Published: 2018-07-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Madison

WHEN BRONX RETURNS, he seems troubled. He doesn’t speak to me at first. Instead, he grabs a pair of sweat pants and pulls them on, depriving me of eye candy. Then he paces back and forth for a very long time. I don’t move from my spot on the bed. I’m on my side, still holding my mother’s book. He doesn’t even seem to notice me, but it bothers me that he’s hurting. I might not be a shifter, but I can tell when someone is bothered or upset.

I can tell when someone is in pain.

Bronx stops in front of the window, finally, and just looks outside. The sun is starting to set. Rays of sunshine stream through the window, covering him. Despite the fact that he looks like a fucking badass or that he has this beautiful view, he just seems so unhappy.

I don’t want to go to him. He locked me up. Captured me. Hid me away from the world. I can’t seem to help myself, though. I just want to ease his pain, even if it’s only a little bit. Carefully, so the chains don’t jingle, I climb out of the bed and walk over to him. He stiffens, but doesn’t move away when I wrap my arms around him from behind. I press my cheek to his back, and I just hold him.

“Why are you doing this?” He asks finally. His voice is strained.

“You’re sad,” I whisper.

“That’s not really your concern, is it?” Bronx says. He’s still. I nuzzle my cheek against his back, wondering how he got his skin to be so soft. Is it a shifter thing? I can’t tell.

“I suppose not,” I admit. “But I don’t like seeing you in pain.”

He scoffs, but doesn’t say anything else. Finally, he turns around. I loosen my grip, but don’t move back. My arms are still around him. Bronx seems comfortable enough when he looks down at me.

“Why are you upset?” I whisper. He doesn’t answer. Instead, Bronx reaches for my hair and pushes a strand behind my ear.

“It was a long day, Madison.”

I swallow hard.

Me.

He’s talking about me.

He’s stressed out because of me and what I did.

Fuck.

I’m such a fucking idiot.

Here I thought I could comfort this man, this creature, and I’m the entire reason he’s sad in the first place. What a mess I am. My heart sinks as I realize that he’s still upset because of the whole being-drugged thing. I wasn’t going to hurt him, though. He knows that, right? I wasn’t going to. I just...I just wanted to help my friend.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, but he just shakes his head. Then he sighs and pulls my head toward his chest. I rest my cheek against his rock-hard body, trying not to think about how good this feels. Bronx doesn’t say anything. He just pets my hair and holds me against him.

I can hear his heart beating in his chest, and not for the first time, I wonder how I managed to get myself into this weird, awkward, messed-up situation.

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