Page 35 of Loup Garou

“Xavs,” I kissed his fingertip without thought, “I was only joking with you. I really don’t think you’re useless. I was just…”

Kiss me.

For a second I was sure I’d heard Exavier’s voice in my head. The really strange part of it was how much I truly did want to kiss the man.

Touch me, Lindsay.

“W-what?”

Exavier moved his body against mine even more, his lips hovering just above mine. My nipples reacted, hardening. As my gaze raked down Exavier, I noticed I wasn’t the only one having issues with things getting hard. I swallowed, trying to get the lump in my throat down as I stared at his clothed erection.

Kiss me.

My gaze went to his and I was powerless to stop myself. I brought my lips to his gently. The second I went to open my mouth, I sensed someone coming.

“Is it gone?” Myra asked, coming down the hallway at us. She gave Exavier a pointed stare. “Fuck her later. I need to talk to her a moment.”

“Myra!”

“What? Like the attraction between the two of you isn’t thick enough to slice. It’s all I can smell. I’m about to make him take you to your office and take care of the problem.”

My breath hitched. “Myra!”

“I refuse to apologize for wanting you to have a night or two or ten of mind-blowing sex. Oh, I’m not opposed to you making a long-term commitment to him. He’s kind of cute. I could get used to seeing him around here more.”

Mortified, I dropped my forehead onto Exavier’s chest. “There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.” I glanced up and found Exavier smiling down at me.

“It didn’t work. You’re still here.”

“Yeah, I know.”

Myra grabbed my arm. “Time out. I need to know if any more rats are here.”

“Rats?”

It hit me then. “Oh, rats. Got it.” I felt out with my power but found nothing. I shook my head and Myra clapped her hands.

“Goodie. Let’s eat.”

Jay rounded the corner. His gaze met mine before going to Exavier. “There’s no sign of Stan. He’s gone.”

Myra clapped again. “That settles it. Let’s eat. Insane extermination attempts and possible crazed stalkers always make me work up a good appetite.”

Chapter Seven

I staredup at the gymnasium ceiling and laughed. The wine had been going to my head for the greater part of an hour but that still hadn’t stopped me from drinking more.

Gina threw a wadded-up napkin at me and grinned. “Stop laughing at me, Lindsay. I’m not kidding. I really did want to be a marine biologist when I was little. That or Santa, but his gig was already taken.”

I snorted. “Ohmygods, I went to the zoo with you and you screamed when the baby shark swam past the glass in the aquarium.”

“Hey!” Gina threw another napkin at me. “I didn’t say I’d be good at it, only that I wanted to do it. It doesn’t matter. Life had something else in store for me.” She locked gazes with me. “Did I ever thank you for spending the first few weeks with me after I found out what I was? I was so scared, Lindsay. It was all so new, so terrifying. But you weren’t fazed. You didn’t even scream when that thing popped out at us.”

Rolling onto my stomach, I thought back to when we were teenagers. It was the summer before our freshman year of high school when Gina had started experiencing weird hot flashes and strange bursts of energy. We took up running together to help blow off some of her newfound steam. It didn’t take long before we not only figured out that Gina was a slayer but that creatures we couldn’t begin to imagine lived among us.

Sure, I understood growing up that my father was half-vampire and half-fae. I also knew my mother was a full fae. That didn’t mean a thing. In my mind, they were special. End of story. I had no idea that horrible, evil things with similar powers existed and thrived off death and destruction.

Gina let out a soft laugh. “That thing that popped out at us was huge. He kept talking about all the horrible things he was going to do to us. I remember being terrified, but what I remember most was how you told me it was okay to be scared.”

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