Page 164 of His White Moonlight
Konni repeated the question several times before it pierced the fog clouding my mind.Bennett wasn’t kissing me anymore.He was holding me and shaking hard.I liked the shaking.It felt so good.
“Wrenly, what’s your phone number?”
I frowned, trying to remember all of it as I said the first three numbers.
“What’s Grandma’s phone number?”he asked when I finished.
That came more easily.
“Say it again,” he said as a phone started to ring, distracting me.
“Bennett?”a man asked.“Aren’t you supposed to be wining and dining your mate at the charity banquet?”a man said.
I turned my head to look at Bennett and the phone he was holding.
“She’s been drugged with shifter-grade pheromones.Who’s at the hospital?”
“I just started my shift.How far away are you?”
“Two minutes,” Konni said from the front.
“I’ll meet you by the door.Hang in there.”
Bennett’s gaze locked with mine, and I tipped my head back to offer him my mouth as he ended the call.
“Wrenly, remember you started this,” he said.
A second later, he had me pinned under him.His hand gripped my hip as his mouth devoured mine.It felt like heaven.
I couldn’t move my hands to touch him as his hand stroked the skin of my exposed thigh.I whimpered my need into his mouth.
“Here!”Konni said.
The car jolted underneath me.I heard the door open but didn’t stop kissing Bennett and arching my body into his.
A sharp pain stung my arm.Ripping my mouth from Bennett’s, I cried out as the pain started to spread.He snarled above me.
“Pull him out,” I heard someone say a second before his weight disappeared.
I heard snarls and thuds as someone grabbed my inflamed arm and pulled me from the car and into a strong set of arms.Bricks and lights swam in my vision as he turned and started to run.
“Hang in there,” a man said.
I was getting tired of that phrase.Hadn’t I hung “in there” for twelve years?
“Bennett…”
A hand covered my mouth.
“Now’s not the best time to call him back.Give him a few minutes to work off the steam.”
The brightness of the light increased along with the pain slowly crawling through my body.
“Is the room ready?”I heard the man ask.
A minute later, he set me on a bed, and it ignited a full-body burn that had me arching off the mattress.
I screamed.
