Wolf Pawn: A Dark Mafia Shifter Romance (Wolves of New York Book 2) by Bella Jacobs

Author:Bella Jacobs [Jacobs, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Jacobs Books
Published: 2021-05-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Willow

Two hours later, I’m in nerd heaven.

Even hearing Maggie explain all the ways the shit could hit the fan for Maxim and me in the near future can’t kill my knowledge buzz.

And the smell of all the old books in the treasure room?

Swoon.

I want to bottle the scent and dab it on my wrists every morning. I pull in another deep breath and hold it, trying to memorize every note of the aroma.

Beside me at the large table, Maxim grunts and mutters, “You have a problem.”

“I do not,” I say, turning back to the photocopies Maggie made for me and circling the sentence that caught my attention before I was distracted by library nasal porn.

“If library smell was a drug, you’d be wasted by now,” Maxim mutters in faux irritation.

He’s resorted to faking being annoyed with me, a development that I’m finding strangely…delightful.

He wants to loathe me, but somehow, I’ve broken through the Maxim ice again. This morning I’ve seen glimpses of the man I met at the theater, the charming, intelligent, funny person who made me want to get closer to him, to learn more about him, to bask in the glow of his undeniable magnetism.

And to let him do filthy things to me on his living room floor…

I could still fall for him.

It’s a shocking realization. I thought that night in his study and everything that happened after had killed that spark, but it’s still here. Maxim is a complicated man, and not always a kind one, but in moments like these, when I catch a glimpse of who he is deep down inside…

I would swear that he’s good.

And that he has love to give to a woman, love that he wants to give. But maybe he just…doesn’t know how? How to balance that tender part of him, and the powerful, indomitable leader he wants to be for his pack.

It’s not an easy balancing act, for sure. I’ve only been contemplating leadership for a few days and I can already feel how it tugs things apart inside of you, making you feel only certain parts are allowed to take control.

But I don’t want to be a leader divorced from her heart and Maxim shouldn’t be, either. He’s got a good heart, one that will make him stronger, not weaker.

I truly believe that love makes us strong.

But how to convince my rigid future mate that maybe a little gentleness—with himself and others—is what he needs most?

“Ah, yes!” Maggie says from just over my left shoulder, making me flinch in my chair. I was so sucked into the Maxim zone I didn’t hear her come back into the room. She reaches over my shoulder, tapping the lines I circled. “This part is very important, I think. Good eye.”

Maxim leans over, reading aloud, “A fortnight between the rise and fall, the first to conceive claims it all. The court of shadow or the court of light, only one will stand by the fifteenth night.” He grunts. “Why does all this

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