Page 97 of Wolf Cursed
I didn’t turn. I didn’t even breathe.
“Is that enough of a secret for you?”
His voice rose, and I knew I’d pissed him off. I also couldn’t understand what he was telling me. Slowly, I turned around and studied his expression. Something dark and wild flashed in his eyes. But the softness he’d used with me tonight still remained.
“Claim me how?” I asked, even though I damn well knew that could only mean one thing to a wolf shifter like Kai.
“As its mate.”
The words were soft, so low I almost missed them. My pulse stuttered, and I sucked in a sharp breath, trying to wrap my head around what he was saying. Part of me wanted to go to him, to wrap my arms around him and let it happen. But after the roller coaster that was Kai Stone, I hesitated.
“I thought finding your mate was impossible,” I said. “The curse…”
He snorted. “Yeah, I thought so too. But here we are.”
“I don’t understand. Does that mean…the curse is broken?”
He shook his head. “If it were, my wolf would sense a pack connection, or at the very least, I think there’d be others coming forward with a mate claimed.”
“So, this is just about you and me then?”
“I think so. It must have something to do with you being the curse breaker. Like, you’re immune to the effects of the curse, and that’s how we’re able to recognize one another.”
“Can I ask…what do you feel? I mean, how do you know I’m your mate and not just some girl you like?”
He laughed. “Fair question. Well, for starters, I feel pulled to you even when I’m not in the same room, though it’s much stronger when I’m close enough to see you.”
I didn’t bother telling him I knew exactly what he meant. That I’d been experiencing it since the moment I’d laid eyes on him that night at Oscar’s.
“What else?”
“Aside from the fact that I want to rip out the throat of every male who comes within fifty feet of you?” He paused, and his amusement vanished.
“Devon,” I said. “The day he came in and tried to flirt with me.”
Kai’s expression darkened, and I remembered how upset Kai had gotten. But how had he known to show up at that moment?
“How did you know to come out and stop him?” I asked.
He watched me carefully as he said, “I can feel what you feel, Ash.”
“Like, you can read my mood?” I asked.
He nodded. “Something like that.”
My eyes narrowed, and I tried not to think about how I’d been sort of doing that with him too. This shit was crazy. It couldn’t be real…right?
“What am I feeling right now?” I challenged.
He cocked his head, studying me. “A little fear. Not for me but for what this means, I think. And excitement.” A slow grin spread. “Pleasure.” He stepped closer and whispered, “Desire.”
He inhaled deeply.
“I’ve been able to smell that since the moment we parked,” he added.
My cheeks heated, but I didn’t deny any of it. How could I when he could sense it anyway?
“What about you, Ash?”
