Nightmare Island: A Standalone Shifter Romance by Mila Young

Author:Mila Young [Young, Mila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Ten

GHOST

She scared the fuck out of me last night.

Not that I’d admit it to anyone, but finding her in Wreckage, seeing that zombie coming after her, watching her struggle with the savage fall—my heart hasn’t stopped racing since. If this is what having a fated mate feels like, I won’t have to worry about anyone taking me out. My damn heart might do the job.

She’s only been with us less than a week, and I’m already growing damn infatuated with her, crazy obsessed.

Here I am, watching her sleep again after she dozed off with a belly full of breakfast. Even now, watching her chest rise and fall with each breath, I can’t shake this overwhelming urge to protect her. To keep her close. It’s foreign to me—I’m not used to feeling this… vulnerable.

When her eyes finally flutter open, she fixes me with that defiant stare I’m starting to look forward to.

“You’re not going to give up, are you?” she croaks.

I shake my head, fighting a smile behind my mask. “Come on. You need some fresh air. I’m taking you outdoors.”

I retrieve clothes for her from a chest of drawers—one of the Omega’s donated some things. When I turn back, she’s sitting up straighter, chin lifted in that stubborn way of hers.

“Turn around,” she commands, as if she’s the Alpha here.

It’s amusing enough that I comply, though I can’t resist glancing back when I hear her grunt with effort.

“Don’t look!” she snaps.

“It’s nothing I didn’t see the other night,” I remind her. “And with all those sounds, you need my help.”

“I don’t need anything.” She comes back at me fast, but I hear the strain in her voice. “And if you peek again, I’ll find a way to make that mask a permanent fixture.”

“Such violence,” I drawl but keep my eyes forward. “And here I thought we were becoming friends.”

“Okay, fine. I’m... decent.”

I turn, and my breath catches. She’s managed to slip into a simple cotton dress that falls past her knees. The pale blue fabric makes her eyes look stormy. Her blonde hair is mussed from sleep, falling in soft waves around her face. Something in my chest tightens.

Without warning, I scoop her up into my arms. She lets out a squeak that she’ll probably deny later.

“I can walk!”

“Sure you can, sweetheart. Just like you could dress yourself.”

She mutters something that sounds suspiciously like “smug bastard” but settles against my chest.

I carry her through the mansion and out onto the grounds. Other pack members are scattered around, trying to look busy while obviously staring. I feel her tense in my arms.

“They’ve all been talking about you, you know,” I tell her, heading for the pond behind the mansion. “The mysterious woman who crashed onto our island.”

Her head snaps up. “They have?”

“You’re the most interesting thing that’s happened here in years.” I settle her carefully on a wooden bench overlooking the water. Palm trees surround us, and the sun turns her hair almost white. The way she lifts her head, closes her eyes, and takes in the warmth has me grinning.

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