Page 9 of The Wolf's Appetite
This exhaustion was of the mental and soul-deep kind.
I slowed and finally came to a stop in front of my bedroom door, seeing it ajar and instantly bristling when I inhaled deeply and caught the scent ofher.
You’d think for as fucking miserable as I was to everyone, she’d take the hint and leave me the fuck alone or at least keep a wide berth.
I pushed the door open harder than needed but reached out and stopped it before it cracked against the wall. The light in the bathroom was on, and I found myself stalking toward the open doorway and glaring inside.
Aisling was currently bent at the waist as she placed a fresh stack of towels underneath the sink. Her standard issued white-and-black servant attire was snug around her curvy form.
As she shifted position, I clenched my jaw as hergenerous hips, thick thighs, and full ass were perfectly outlined under the material of her uniform. I swallowed a frustrated groan when I didn’t see any panty lines.
The fact that she hadn’t even noticed I was there also annoyed me. Did she not take care of herself or was mindful of her surroundings? Did she not know when a threat was right behind her?
Although I would never hurt her, never even dream of it, she was a Lycan and should’ve been able to pick up on my presence before I even stepped into the bedroom.
I scowled, annoyed that I gave a shit.
“I thought I asked ye tae stop coming in here?” My voice was a husky growl that startled her. She jumped up and cried out, spinning around as she clutched a single towel against her chest.
But even the plush material couldn’t hide the generous swells of her breasts as her breath heaved. She only gave me that startled expression for a second before her eyes narrowed.
She straightened her shoulders and glared at me. And I felt… something. I felt it tightening in my bones, constricting my muscles.
Was it arousal? I didn’t feel the need to pounce and devour her, yet it was a sensation that pulled me headlong into uncharted territory.
We stared at each other, and her little nose flared in indignation when she inhaled sharply. I was sure she was probably thinking about the last time we’d run into each other.
She’d been bringing towels to me then, too, ironically enough, and I’d all but growled in her direction until she ran out of the room. If memory served me correctly, I also threw the towels out of the room, barking at her to leave me the hell alone.
She’d kept her distance from me until now. But she probably hadn’t been expecting me back yet.
Aside from my family, Aisling seemed to be the only one to grit her teeth and not put up with my bullshit.
She put the towel she’d been using as a poor excuse for a shield from me under the sink and closed the cabinet doors. When she straightened and smoothed her hand down the white apron covering her black pressed dress, I couldn’t help but let my gaze follow that hand and linger on the luscious curves it traced.
My tongue darted out and smoothed over my lips, leaving saliva glistening in its wake. I curled my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms, that strange constricting of muscles around bones so tight the pain almost brought me to my knees.
The offended noise she made and the way she crossed her arms over her chest broke me out of my trance and had me smirking.
“I kno’ what ye said.But I donna work for ye.”
I lifted an eyebrow at the snappy tone in her voice.
“And when the king or queen asks me tae handle household affairs, that includes coming in here and doing my job whether ye like it or no’.”
She kicked up her chin as if snubbing her nose at me, and I felt the corner of my mouth twitching in amusement.
She may be lush with a woman’s body, but she was tiny compared to me.
I took a step into the bathroom, having to turn slightly so my shoulders could get through the width of the doorway.
I crowded her, filled the space so she had to tip her head back and look at me. And as I inhaled deeply, I was surprised to scent only mild annoyance coming from her.
My heart started pounding a little bit harder, the blood moving faster through my veins. My skin itched and my muscles flexed and relaxed. It felt so strange to not have the heightened senses from my wolf, but still, they were far more attuned then a normal human’s.
I didn’t know what the hell was going on with me right now.
But as annoying as that was, a part of me liked the mystery of why this tiny female caused this strong reaction in me when nobody else ever had.
