Love, A Curvy Girl's Guide: A Curvy Girl's Guide to Shifters (A Curvy Girl's Shifter Playbook Book 1) by S. Cinders

Author:S. Cinders [Cinders, S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Savage Ink Press
Published: 2025-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

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The pack’s guest quarters were a cozy blend of rustic charm and utilitarian design. Thick wooden beams lined the ceiling, and the walls were decorated with faded tapestries depicting wolves beneath the moon. A small window overlooked the forest, allowing a sliver of moonlight to spill across the room.

But it wasn’t the ambiance that caught Haley’s attention.

It was the bed.

Singular.

She stared at it, her pulse quickening. It wasn’t enormous, perhaps a full? While big enough for two people, they had better not mind being close—very close. A neatly folded quilt lay at the foot of the mattress, and the pillows looked fluffy enough to disappear into.

Haley cleared her throat, clutching her bag tighter as Ian stepped past her into the room. He set his duffel on the floor and glanced at the bed before looking back at her.

“They didn’t have any other rooms available,” he said, his voice careful. “It’s this or we sleep outside.”

Haley forced a laugh, though it sounded thin even to her. “What, no couch? Guess wolves aren’t big on furniture diversity.”

Ian smirked but didn’t reply. Instead, he began unpacking his bag, his movements uncharacteristically stiff.

Haley hovered near the door, her nerves twisting into a tight knot. She’d been prepared for a lot when Ian had asked her to come to the pack, but sharing a room—let alone a bed—was not on her list of expectations.

“Well,” Ian said after a moment, turning to face her. “We can make this work. I can sleep on the floor if it makes you more comfortable.”

Haley looked at the wood floor, arching a brow. “It does look very comfortable. Is this your way of telling me you’re a bed hog? Or worse, a snorer?”

Ian chuckled, the sound easing some of the tension in the room. “I’m not a snorer. And if I am, you can kick me.”

“But then I will have to get out of that nice warm bed. There isn’t any way around it, Johnson. We need to share. Deal?” she asked, setting her bag down and perching on the edge of the bed.

He smiled, the sort of slow grin that started out small and then spread out like molasses. “Haley Wheat, are you trying to proposition me?”

She grabbed a pillow and threw it at his face, laughing. “You really can be insufferable at times. Come on, let’s unpack.”

For a while, they moved around the room in silence, unpacking their things and trying not to bump into each other. The quiet was thick, loaded with unspoken words. Haley felt it pressing down on her, and finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

“This is weird, right?” she blurted.

Ian paused, glancing at her over his shoulder. “What is?”

“This,” she said, gesturing vaguely. “Us. Here. Together. Werewolves?”

Ian’s lips quirked into a faint smile. “Considering our history, it’s not out of the realm of believability. However, is it ideal? No. But it’s not the worst thing, either.”

Haley snorted. “Thanks for the glowing endorsement.”

Ian sat down beside her, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight. “I only meant that if I have to do this, there’s nobody else I’d rather have at my side.

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