Page 68 of Wild Wolf
“I love you more,” she toldhim.
They collapsed to the mattress, his heavy weight pinning herdown.
Hot breath bellowing in her ear, Nolan ran a hand over the curve of her hip. “I’ve dreamt of doing that to you for a long time. Both of us bonded together inflesh.”
His knot securing her clenched vagina loosened and he slid out wetly, then he rolled over and gathered her into hisarms.
For a few moments they lay on the blanket, their ragged breaths filling the air. And then he began to make love to her once more in thehayloft.
Where he would have made love to her all night long six years ago had his father not phoned and interruptedhim.
This time, he let nothing interruptthem.
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Oh my sweet Nolan,you make life worth livingagain.
Humming happily, Jordan worked on the vines the next afternoon. She and her mate had spent a lazy morning in bed making love, and having a brunch delivered to theirdoor.
Now Nolan was with Sam, having the gas can tested for fingerprints and scent. He was determined to prove her innocence, and find out exactly who did attempt arson on theirland.
Their land, not his. This morning Nolan had shown her exactly what legal matters he’d handled with Aiden the day of their wedding. The final papers had arrived in this morning’s mail. Nolan had made Jordan co-owner of the business, and all the packproperty.
“Because Lupines mate for life, and I will always make sure you are cared for,” he’d told her when she questionedwhy.
With her mate’s belief in her, she felt she could do anything. The burden she’d carried for the past six years had lifted. Soon, Nolan and Sam would also find out if Erica and Shirl were behind the terrible event that drove Jordan from thepack.
Still, something nagged at her. Shirl and Erica seemed more interested in finding mates outside the pack six years ago, and they had urged her to hook up with Nolan to makechange.
“If you mate with Nolan, and rule the pack, you can loosen up the strictness around here,” Erica hadsuggested.
“We’ll finally be able to find mates on our own, maybe even from the Harlow pack. They have plenty of handsome Lupines,” Shirl hadadded.
Lowering the shears, she paused in trimming the vine. Jordan frowned as she studied the grapes. They were plump with juice and her mouth watered. But these grapes were in the special vineyard reserved for the Fae. Feathered with magick from the Fae, they should be glistening with glitter, not growing like normalgrapes.
Maybe the Fae had yet to infuse them with magick. Huh. Jordan felt a tingle rush down her spine, a signaling of rising power. Lupinepower.
Yet this was different. She felt no compulsion to shift, nor did her senses increase as they did when she turned into wolf. Instead she felt attuned to the forest and grass, the vinesthemselves.
Driven by a compulsion she didn’t understand, she reached out and touched thefruit.
Stunned, she drewback.
The grape glistened, glowing as if lit fromwithin.
Staring at her hand, she tried to make sense of it. Did she accidentally pick up some strange Fae magick simply by beinghere?
Nonsense. Countless times the pack had tended these vines and no one reported feeling Fae magick. Surely one would have mentionedit.
Jordan flexed her fingers. Was this why she’d always experienced trouble shifting on pack land? Had Fae magick interfered with theprocess?
Or maybe you’re not a full-blooded Lupine after all. You wereadopted.
Something to investigate. Perhaps the records kept in the basement would shed some light on thematter.
Her cell phone chirped. She fished it out of her pocket and her blood pressure soared.Need help. Caught in a trap set out by the Harlows. I’m at the pond. It hurts. Please hurry.Nolan.
Tossing down the shears, she raced off, tearing through the woods. Power surged through her as she passed by the tree homes of the sleepingFae.
