The Wild Moon (Soulbound Shifters Book 1) by Riley Storm

Author:Riley Storm [Storm, Riley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: High House Press
Published: 2021-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

“Is it just me, or is the music getting louder?” I asked, my stomach now pleasantly full of some sort of cheese-covered bread, bits of steak seared to perfection, and a glass of sparkling water.

I longed for the wine, but given what I was about to embark upon, keeping my wits about me was the larger priority. Any misstep later would likely lead to me having an appointment with a metal chair in a windowless room.

“It’s time for dancing,” Johnathan replied.

I looked at him aghast. That wasn’t at all the answer I’d expected. “What?”

“It’s a ball,” he said with a shrug. “There’s dinner, dancing, political discourse.”

“Don’t talk to me like I should know these things,” I snapped. “Not everyone lives in your little snobbish society, John. Most of us live in the real world, where this stuff doesn’t happen.”

Johnathan’s face tightened, but he nodded. “Fair point. To answer your question, however, dancing comes after the food.”

“Right,” I said, considering my options. What did I have to say that could get me out of this? There had to be some combination of words that would work.

“If you don’t dance with me at least once, people are going to ask questions that will make my father mad,” Johnathan said, reading my panicked look with ease.

I cursed silently. I had to do this, didn’t I? Suspicion was the last thing I needed right now. Which meant…

“Fine,” I said, reluctantly concluding I had no choice. I was going to have to dance with him. “One dance.”

Johnathan smiled and reached for my hand. I threw up a brief prayer to any of the shifter gods who might be listening to help me out. Perhaps Mino, the shifter god of luck, would be with me. I certainly felt like I could use it. Even as we walked toward the open space at the front of the room, I could feel eyes turning, watching me.

Just stare at the dress. At the silly amounts of leg I’m showing. Please don’t watch my clumsy ass try to dance like a real lady. ‘Cause it ain’t gonna happen, folks.

With a flick of his hand, Johnathan spun me through a slow circle. I didn’t know the first thing about formal dancing, but I could follow clear movements like that. I twirled, part of me wishing I had more of a ballgown on so that it could swoosh out to the sides as I stepped around.

“Oh,” I said, suddenly short of breath as Johnathan stepped in close and pulled me tight to his chest after I finished my circle.

“Hi,” he rumbled, and I struggled to maintain my composure as he brought me forward and then to the side and around and back. All of it within his personal space.

This was what I’d been afraid of. The proximity. My body was practically on fire. My wolf was rising to the surface, powered by the strength of our Soulbond to Johnathan. It was an immovable force, and it had caught me unprepared.

Damn, he even smells good.

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