All Chapters of Mage of Wolves: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

That night, lying in bed, staring into Ben’s eyes, I had a lot to think about. Mage Jaye had gotten back to Nuthatch and told him she was willing to wait for my break if that made me feel better, but she’d prefer it if I came right away.I knew that going right away wasn’t an option, even though Sam had tried to talk me into it. I was just too much of a good girl for that, too much of a good student, someone who never liked to miss class unless I was deathly ill. So… skipping school to go to Paris seemed ridiculous to me, even if it was the head of all mages requesting my presence. She was sort of like my new boss as a new mage, but I couldn’t quite fathom that at the moment. I still felt like I was first and foremost a student, which meant the principal at the school was my main boss. And my parents of course, even if they weren’t here. I’d talked to them earlier

 The next few weeks of school went by fairly quickly considering how nervous I was about going to Europe. Nuthatch had left the next morning, after he had cleared it with Mage Jaye that I would be traveling as soon as Thanksgiving break began. They told me I could bring one member of my pack with me. It wasn’t a difficult choice, even though I knew everyone wanted to come. I assured them all that they’d get to come soon enough if I didn’t screw this up. When the secretary for the council called to ask me who needed passports, I told her myself and Ben, and she had them expedited quickly. We got them within a few days. I didn’t ask whether or not it was magic or just the ability to cut through the red tape, but considering neither of us had to go fill out any paperwork or even sit for the pictures, I was pretty sure there was magic involved.Ms. Fairchild, the secretary,

The flight to Chicago was relatively short compared to the next flight we would catch, but I couldn’t let go of the feeling that there was something going on with that flight attendant with the dark curly hair. Every time she walked by, she looked at me and gave me a knowing smile. I hated it. I wanted to demand that she just tell me who she was and what she was up to.Ben did his best to keep me calm, but that is easier said than done. I wasn’t easily calmed in the state I was in. I spent the entire flight with my fingernails digging into the armrests.At one point, I swore the plane took a steep angle and began to decline. My eyes were the size of platters as I asked Ben, “What’s going on? What was that?”“What’s what?” Ben asked. He had a magazine in front of him, but he wasn’t reading it, not with me acting so weird. “We’re just changing altitudes. Everything is fine.”I noticed t

I managed to go back to sleep for a little while until the plane was about to land in Paris. I had settled down some, no longer terrified about Mage Maggie, or whatever the hell her name was, stalking me. I had to assume she was there to be helpful, not to drive me crazy, though it would’ve been nice of Mage Nuthatch or Mage Jaye or someone would’ve told me that they were planning on putting someone on the plane with me.I wasn’t as terrified when the plane touched down this time, even though I was far from home and was in a place where I didn’t speak the native language and would be relying on other people to get me where I was supposed to go. I’m sure I would’ve been more afraid if I didn’t have my powers. At least I knew I would be able to rely on my magic to get me out of any tight spots, should any occur.Ben wasn&

Warm water trickled down my back as I stood in the shower with my arms wrapped around Ben. We’d taken care of all of the necessaries involved in showering--washing and conditioning our hair, that sort of thing, and now, all I could think about was how hot he was with droplets of water in his caramel hair, running down his chest, down his perfect abs, and lower. He smiled at me in that way that let me know he was thinking the exact same thing that I was, and then his lips devoured mine. I backed into the tile wall of the shower, steadying myself. This was one of those showers with just a curtain and a tub, so it wasn’t as if it had a nice sturdy frame to prop us up, but I thought we’d figure it out.I don’t weigh much, so Ben was able to lift me easily enough. I spread my legs and wrapped them around him, and he worked his way insid