Wolf on Board (Wolves of Willow Bend Book 14) by Heather Long

Author:Heather Long [Long, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780997073249
Publisher: Heather Long
Published: 2016-09-26T18:30:00+00:00

Mimi glanced over her shoulder as she continued her ascent of the rocky incline. Jake followed her easily, his physical prowess clear despite his projected lazy attitude. She’d pushed him earlier, a fierce nudge when she’d scented his retreat. Funny how easygoing he’d been at the house and on the beach, then how swiftly he’d withdrawn once they were on the road. She couldn’t put her finger on the specifics, yet she and her wolf were in full agreement. Whatever bothered Jake, it went deeper than the criminal activities of the wolf who’d done damage to his pack.

After his smartass remark by the car, he hadn’t said much, seemingly content to follow her as she climbed, hiked, and led the way. The air turned cooler, the earlier rain bringing the temperature down. California was weird that way; days could be hot and sunny while the nights were cooler. One of the other students in her cooking class told her the Santa Ana winds changed it further when they blew in…sometimes hotter, sometimes cooler.

The weather shifts confused her wolf, but intrigued the woman. They hadn’t had cause to take advantage of their new terrain and go for a real run. As they crested the rise, she caught a glimpse of the ocean. It rolled in fierce—all gray sea and white foamy crests sluicing over the rocks. It wasn’t a particularly pretty stretch of beach, but she liked the way the sea caressed it. The air turned cooler yet and, farther out to sea, lightning sparked against the sky.

Darkening skies deepened the inky color of the sky and the water. The setting sun should have turned the horizon red and orange, but all she could see was the oncoming storm. “Do you believe in omens?”

“What?” he panted out the word, the warmth of him pausing just behind her.

“Do you believe in omens? Horoscopes? Soothsaying? Premonitions?” When he said nothing, she grinned and added, “What about ghosts?”

Another splinter of lightning forked and arced down to the water. “Is this a real question? Or are you trying to lull me to prove some other weird point about scent markers?”

“A, they aren’t weird points.” Miffed, she didn’t bother to disguise her reaction. “B, I’m asking a real question…one I’d like an answer to.”

“Do I believe in omens?” Jake repeated her question aloud. “No. Not particularly. Don’t believe much in any gods or supernatural beings, either. I believe in what I can see, touch, hear, and taste. Sometimes I don’t even believe in those.”

Did he hear the innate sadness under his words? The laughing tease covered a multitude of sins, or maybe he preferred the superficial to the rest? Bigger question, why do I care so much? She’d been the one to protest him following her around and trying to make contact. Lone Wolves were not meant to do more than be alone, living their lives in pursuit of whatever primal demand drove them away from their packs in the first place.

“Why not?” With a glance,

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