Crystal Lake Pack: The Complete Series: A Reverse Harem Shifter Romance by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen – Addie

I never thought myself a ruminator. I didn’t like those books where the main characters wallowed and overthought things, but wasn’t that precisely what I was doing? Sure, I might not be wallowing, but I could not stop thinking about the kiss, no matter how hard I tried to.

It was that good.

Or was I just that desperate for some physical affection from another shifter?

I sat at a picnic table beside Dylan, who’d brought a book—which really should not have surprised me. Maze and Landon were off talking to other shifters. Fine by me, because if I was around Maze right now, I might jump his bones, and no one needed to see that, especially not the whole freaking pack.

“Still reading Gone with the Wind?” I teased Dylan, knocking my leg against his, jerking him out of his focus. Though we were at least a hundred feet from the pyre, I could still feel its heat. I glanced over my shoulder.

Past the throngs of shifters gathered closer to the pyre, the flames continued to eat away at the wooden structure, the bodies lying on top extra crispy. I assumed the fire would devour all it could, and when it was over, the remainder would be left in the trench and buried with sand and rocks once again.

“Yes,” Dylan answered, flicking his brown gaze to me. Even with the glasses and the longer hair, he looked much like Maze. Reasonably so, since they were identical twins. They were both injured by the barrier, but his arm and shoulder had mostly healed. Maze’s was a little more tender, but he certainly hadn’t made any fuss when we were kissing.

Then again, it wasn’t like I dragged my hands all over him. I pretty much only touched him with my lips, being so shocked and all.

I was a loser, and probably a bad kisser. What if he didn’t want to be my mate anymore because I didn’t kiss him back good enough?

This was exactly the type of wallowing and self-doubt that annoyed me. I had to cut the crap and move on, try not to think about the kiss again and again.

“How do you read with all this noise?” I asked, trying to focus on Dylan and not the kiss.

Dylan, as much as he looked like Maze, couldn’t have been more different. While Maze’s eyes glinted with sarcasm and mischievousness, Dylan’s were kind and gentle. They made me feel at ease, comfortable. I felt calm when I was near him, soothed, almost.

“It’s easy to tune things out,” he answered, folding the corner of the page before closing it. “It’s not as easy to tune you out, though.”

With the way he spoke it, so serious and quiet, I wasn’t sure if I should apologize for distracting him or not. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I can go find someone else to bother.” I swung a leg out from under the picnic table, about to bring my other leg out so I could get up, but a hand appeared on the leg that straddled the bench seat.

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