“It’s okay Nan. It’s alright. You did nothing wrong.” I whisper.“Lionel…”I sigh. “That’s right darling. I’m here.”But she is not reassured. Her weeping deepens. “Why…why won’t you believe me?”It’s a knife to my heart. That question…why, why why. I’d heard Nan use that tone before.I never wanted
Nan’s POVThis man…oh this man….A few little words and defenses shatter. He is the center of all my fears. And my desires…It was his voice that pulled me from the depth of my nightmare. A lifeboat out of the cold and dark. Saving my drowning soul as well as my physical body.He makes me want to fi
I lose count of the lazy kisses we exchange. I am more than content just breathing in the same air as him. Of letting our lips speak words we are not quite ready to speak.Each kiss is like tiny embers. Flaming the slow building heat in my chest. A spark.Then his hand drifts lower and lower…until t
Lionel’s POVI am not crazy.‘I’m not,’ I think insistently.It has been only days since Nan recovered. Things have changed between us again. But I am pleased with these changes.It is hard to pinpoint those differences outwardly. On the surface not much has changed. Only those really looking would
“That’s not…” I trail off with a sigh. Flex my hands at my side.“Lionel, what are you talking about?” She asks quizzically.I shake my head in defeat. “Never mind. The girls are waiting for you.”I head to my study to think. Irritated at my failure. Still without an answer to my predicament.I drop
Nan’s POVThe moment had arrived.The moment I had been dreading since I first realized that I wanted to stay. My shameful secret. I had imagined dozens of scenarios of this.All of which had played on repeat in my nightmares. I had thought the worst of it had come true at his mother’s birthday part
He gives me a slight guilty shrug. “It made me think back on a few things I noticed about you.”‘That’s not good news for me,’ I inwardly cringe. “Like what?”“Well, you don’t react like most wolves. You never flash your eyes or claws when you’re clearly upset. Your senses don’t seem to be as…keen a
Nan’s POVHe opens his mouth to speak…“I don’t think of wolf-less as anything.”The words themselves are rather benign. Nothing to be upset over. Generous compared to other descriptions I’ve heard.But my stomach drops, nonetheless.His expression is far from benevolent. There is a derision to his