Wounded Lion: Lion Shifter Romance by Ruby Knoxx

Author:Ruby Knoxx [Knoxx, Ruby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8 – Ginger

I was indulgent with the shower, mostly because the water felt nice, despite already having had one, and partly because I didn’t want to leave the sanctuary of the bathroom. I didn’t want to admit it, but I felt too hurt to emerge and have to see Zane, or whoever it was that might be downstairs.

I felt stupid. How could I have let myself get so wrapped up in the idea of him, of letting myself think that maybe he was more than just someone to help me scratch that needy itch?

I shouldn’t have let myself give in to him. I should have known that what I was feeling was more than lust. But really, I hadn’t ever experienced true lust before, so how was I to know?

The longer I stayed in the shower, the more I realized that I should have known better. Zane wasn’t just a guy that I thought was hot, who my chimp took a liking to. He was my mate, science be damned. There were just some things in the universe that science didn’t know how to explain, and shifters and mates were two of those things.

Except, if he didn’t feel the same draw that I felt, did that mean he was still my mate? Was that possible? I didn’t know much about mates other than my own opinion of whether or not they existed. My parents were no example, and I didn’t know enough shifters while I was growing up to be able to look at other parents.

After my mom left my dad, I had convinced myself that there could be no such thing as mates, because who would do that to their one and only? Especially when they had a kid with them? I never asked Dad if Mom was his mate or not, because I knew how much pain talking about her caused him. Either he had fallen for the myth, or they had never been mates to begin with.

I never knew. I never asked. And now Dad was gone, so I couldn’t. I had no one to talk to about this.

Yet I couldn’t shake the feeling, or even the idea, that Zane was my mythical being that I was meant to be partnered with. I had spent my life refuting mates, and yet, there I was, realizing that maybe I had been wrong about them the whole time.

But he wasn’t interested in me. He made that perfectly clear as he coldly left the bed and got dressed, going back to work. While I wanted to sing and dance and laugh and celebrate after we slept together, he seemed almost bored.

And hurt, I reminded myself, thinking about the flash of something in his eyes as he glanced at me while he was getting dressed. There was pain there. Had I caused that? How?

Or maybe it was that I was a disappointment. I knew that I wasn’t that experienced. The few experiences I had had showed me that sex wasn’t as exciting as media made it out to be.

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