Page 30 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

“Angel, honey, calm down,” I murmured in what I hoped was a calming tone.

“D-do you see it too?”she whimpered, clutching the sheet against her beautiful body.

“Jezebel, please don’t panic.I can explain,” I tried again, but she was shaking her head.

“Y-you have black fur.Green eyes and black fur.The wolf dog.The one I’ve been seeing.It’s you!”

I froze.What was she talking about?Had my sweet Angel been watching Demon as he stalked her at her place every night?

Was she afraid of my beast?My chest shook with the force of my growl, and I worked hard to staunch the sound as her eyes went even wider.

My Wolf was a prick, but he would never hurt Jezebel.I knew that like I knew I couldn’t live without her.Just then, he pushed words into my mind, echoing the sentiment.

Never hurt her.Mine.Mate.

“How do I know you won’t?”she whispered, tears flowing from her eyes.

“You heard him?”I asked, shocked.

I sat back on my ass as Jezebel nodded.

This was impossible.

How could she know?

She was human.I was sure of it.She shouldn’t be able to see these things.She definitely should not be able to hear Demon.My heart was pounding, and I didn’t know what to do.

Talk.Mate.

“Angel, I don’t?—”

“Please, just don’t lie or say I’m crazy.Just, I-I hear a lot of things.I hear him.The black wolf.What does he mean when he saysmate?”

I scrubbed my hand over my face, my eyes on her as she raised the sheet to her chin, holding it tight between her small fingers.

“Angel, I won’t lie to you.Not ever.I promise.And I will never, ever call you crazy.There’s just something I haven’t told you.Something about me,” I hesitated.

My thoughts were running wild, and it was all I could do not to freak the fuck out.

How the fuck was I supposed to tell this woman that I was a monster?

That Demon was what I called my Wolf.

And that he was a goddamn beast who went and claimed her as his mate when I’d been buried deep inside her sweet body.

“I think you just did,” she whispered, eyes wide.

“Did you read my mind, Angel?”I asked stunned.

Jezebel nodded her head slowly.

“I do that sometimes,” she whispered.

“Yeah?What else can you do?”I whispered, dying to know.

She shook her head.

“You first.Explain the wolf, please.”

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