Wedding the Wolf: A wolf shifter paranormal romance by Steffanie Holmes

Author:Steffanie Holmes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bacchanalia House

23

Willow

There’s someone out there watching us.

The stalker put an end to the sexy mood inside Irvine’s cabin. “Do you think he’s still out there?” I asked, hugging my arms to my chest. A clammy cold shook my whole body, as though my skin crawled with cold, dripping mud. How much had he seen? Was he taking photographs?

“I cannae smell him anymore.” Irvine pulled his head back in the window. He slid off the bed, and moved to the kitchen, where he started assembling ingredients on the bench to make another pot of sauce. The tension in his shoulders was the only clue that he was even thinking about what happened.

“Why is he here? Did you see his face? Is it something to do with the project you’re working on?” I imagined Irvine working as a spy for MI6, and an enemy agent had come to track him down. Werewolves would make great spies. They could squeeze into tight spaces and bring down assailants with a claws and teeth instead of bullets …

My leg throbbed with phantom pain. No. I don’t want to think about claws and teeth right now.

“I dinnae ken.” Irvine whisked a handful of flour into a bubbling pot of butter. “It’s unlikely. The scent is a man, not a shifter.”

“It could be some pervert, trying to get footage of me and you doing … stuff. That’s a thing, you know. Amputee smut. I recently discovered that the internet’s full of it.” It’s just my luck that just when I start having sex, I end up on some kinky website. Talk about out of the frying pan, into the fire.

Irvine dumped a handful of parmesan into the sauce, then tipped the drained pasta into the cheesy mixture. “It could be,” he said, as he poured a layer of cheesy pasta into the bottom of an oven dish.

Or it could be someone trying to get to my mother. They’ll go to her with photographs of her beloved daughter, the star of all her anti-werewolf campaigns, fornicating with the very beast she was trying to destroy. They’ll threaten to release the photos to the press unless she agrees to …

What? Unless she agrees to what? I couldn’t think of what someone would want my mother to do. I opened my mouth to mention it to Irvine, but then remembered that I hadn’t told him who my mother was. And I never would.

When I left Irvine, I’d call Mum and ask her if anything was going on first, see if I had anything to worry about.

God, I hope it’s not about Mum. I hope it’s just some garden-variety pervert. Never in my life would I have expected to hope that a pervert was outside the window, but it would honestly be the best of all possible outcomes.

“You seem remarkably calm about this whole thing,” I said to Irvine. A bubble of panic rose through my chest, turning my whole body to ice. I grabbed my shirt with shaking hands and pulled

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