Winter Wolves Boxed Set by Scarlett Grove

Author:Scarlett Grove [Grove, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Thorne was too full of energy to return home. He started walking down the street away from the bakery as the coming rain rolled in off the water. He was wearing nothing but a hooded sweatshirt and waterproof sneakers to protect him from the coming storm. He didn't know where he was going or what he was doing.

He had kissed his mate for the very first time, and it had sent his mind into a tailspin. His wolf growled to come out, and Thorne took another dose of potion. He would stay a man. He would be who Heather needed him to be. He wouldn't allow his animal to dictate his life anymore. He deserved to live, he deserved to love, he deserved the family he'd only dreamed about for so long.

When the sky finally opened and poured down on him, he was high on a hill in a quaint neighborhood. He heard children screech and run indoors as the first heavy raindrops fell from the sky. He pulled his hood up over his head and plunged his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt.

He continued walking, charging up the street, going nowhere as fast as he could. His mind ran in a million different directions, fragmenting and jumping down different thought lines.

He didn't know who he was or what he was supposed to do. His new identity as a human being living on his own, apart from his brothers—his cologne and his hockey, they were all so new.

The truth was that Thorne was an animal. He knew that he couldn't deny who he'd been. He ran his hand over his face, wiping away the water. He sniffed the wet air and broke into a jog. He had to bring his wolf into this body. He had to remember what it had been to run free in the wild, to hunt his prey and sleep on the cold forest floor or the rock of the cave.

He wanted his body to feel his wolf as his human legs pumped and flexed. His lungs expanded and contracted, filling with the cool, wet air. He made it to the top of the hill on the corner of the street before it dead ended into a cul-de-sac. There, he stopped and caught his breath.

He had charged several miles at top speed up the hill and his body burned with adrenaline. It felt good. Very good. The best he had felt in a long time.

As he started a jog back down the hill, the parts of himself he'd been trying to separate began to merge into one.

He knew he shouldn’t be ashamed of the animal inside him. He should allow it to drive him to become a better man—who could reach his full potential.

He was soaking wet when he reached the car and was glad he'd gone for leather seats when he slid inside. Back at home, he wiped his plush new seats with a hand towel from the back seat and closed the door.

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