Page 46 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

“A Wolf?You mean Demon?But we only just started, I can’t ask him to take this on with me,” I said, even though it was breaking my heart to admit to it.

Emmet had only ever given me affection and pleasure.How could I bring him into this mess?

“We don’t have much time, so don’t play coy, child.That Wolf has claimed you.He has bedded you.And more, he has bled for you.He is yours and you are his.It is simple as that,” she said, a knowing look on her face.

“Oh, um, sorry.It’s just times are different now,” I blurted, a little embarrassed my grandmother seemed to know about my carnal activities.

“They are not all that different, my dear.Now, you go on back to him.You have work to do.”

Forcing my eyelids to lift was tougher than anything I’d done in recent memory, but the pain was worth it when the first thing I saw was the steady emerald gaze I’d grown to love.

“Emmet,” I whispered, but my voice cracked.

Tears pricked my eyes, and I let them fall as I tried to swallow away the dry feeling inside my mouth.

“I’m here, Angel.You’re okay,” he replied.

He kissed my hand before grabbing a glass of water with a bendy straw and holding it to my lips.I drank greedily, swallowing down the delightfully cool water and sinking back into the pillows with a small groan.

“How you feeling, Angel?”

I nodded at him unable to voice all the emotions rolling through me.It was like the floodgates holding the memories of the past couple of days had busted wide open.

I remembered everything.

The way Demon came barreling towards me, snapping his mighty jaws and chasing away the shades.

The way Emmet carried me to his truck, not letting go even when he started driving.

How the crew came to check on me, lending their support and strength.

Penny, Max, Dante, Kian, and Zeke—all of them had stopped by daily.Even Avery, Penny’s best friend since they were kids, had visited me.

For a person who had very little in the way of friends and family, it meant the world to me that all these people had bothered to check on my well-being.Even if it was all because of him.

God, this man.The things he’s done for me.The way he makes me feel.Can he tell how important he is?

Emmet stared down at me, emotion shining in his emerald gaze.He was so damn handsome.Larger than life and so very vital to me.

Emmet Quinn.

Cowboy.

Wolf Shifter.

Love of my life.

“How long?”I asked.

“Three days.”

I clung to him, not letting his hand go when he moved to stand.

“I’m not leaving you,” he said and moved closer.

“Good.Come here,” I whispered, my voice scratchy from disuse.

I held my arms open and scooted to the side.I needed his warmth and his strength.Hell, I just needed him.

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