White Wolf by Susan Edwards

Author:Susan Edwards
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Slivers of sunlight streaked through the flimsy mantle of clouds to kiss the waterlogged earth. The warmth and light lured the emigrants from their damp shelters. Within minutes, the seemingly barren prairie teamed with life. Birds of all sizes, shapes and colors flitted about, calling to one another as they preened themselves in the warm rays. Prairie dogs emerged from burrows tunneled twelve feet beneath the matted green grass to scamper, play and sit on their haunches. Their high-pitched yek, yek, yek rang across the prairie as they scolded the group of emigrants camped nearby.

By noontime, the last of the gray clouds were gone, leaving a blazing sun set against a bright cobalt-blue background. Traces of wispy, cotton-white clouds drifted lazily by, while far below, tendrils of steam rose from wagon covers, tents and clothing to ascend toward the heavens. Weary men, women and children eagerly embraced the new day, which held the promise of being fair and warm. They were grateful to see the end of the stormy weather that had plagued them since crossing the Big Blue and were thankful that none had been seriously hurt in the confusion of the terrifying stampede.

Inside her wagon, Jessie shivered in her damp clothing. She wished she had something dry to put on, but everything she owned was damp from the previous days of rain. Drawing her damp quilt tightly around her shoulders, she shifted her position to take advantage of the rays of sunlight filtering into the wagon. Sneeze after sneeze racked her body. She grimaced and blew her nose. She’d come down with a damn cold after last night.

Alison, Kerstin and Hanna ran past. Sadie followed, barking at the exuberant children as she chased them. Jessie stared out into the gleaming-wet prairie, amazed that just a few hours could change the landscape so dramatically. Puddles of water, chunks of churned-up earth and grass, along with a dozen dead cattle, were the only reminder of last night’s close call.

Just thinking about those hair-raising, terror-filled moments gave Jessie the willies. She never wanted to go through another experience like that! Then she recalled her confrontation with Wolf. A sigh of longing escaped. Closing her eyes, she relived the soul-searing kisses they’d shared. Her cheeks grew warm just thinking about Wolf’s kiss and what he’d done with his tongue. She sighed and ran her fingers over her mouth, imagining the firmness of his lips, the rough texture of his tongue as it mated with hers. Her breathing grew erratic at her thoughts, and waves of heat washed over her, warming her from the inside out.

She clasped her hands across her breasts and felt their hardened tips. Her body instinctively yearned for what it knew Wolf could give her, but if he had his way, she’d never share any of those wondrous feelings with him again. An empty void opened in her heart. Somehow she had to convince him that she, Jessica Jones, was woman enough for him. But when she recalled his comments about Rosalyn’s kissing abilities, she felt sick inside.

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