Page 26 of Moved
“They’re not all like you. The Alpha needed human’s to carry out some of his orders.” His eyes widened. “Yeah, Larry doesn’t know what all I’ve figured out. He seems like a pretty cool Alpha, though.”
“I need to sit down.” But he didn’t.
I laughed at him. “Seriously, this isn’t a big deal. I’ll continue to keep my secrets to myself, and you can relax around me and stop the silent treatment because of a kiss. I still want to know why, by the way.”
Instead of answering me, he pulled me close. His lips claimed mine again.
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We ate dinner together at his place and watched a movie. For the first time, he actually seemed relaxed, smiling and laughing at the antics of the cops on the screen. It wasn’t until I left his apartment that I realized I hadn’t heard from Dad. I paused on the bottom step and pulled my phone from my pocket. No missed calls.
“Did you hear from my dad today?”
He shook his head. “He only calls me when there’s information, or you’re not accepting his calls.”
His words didn’t reassure me, though. I dialed Dad’s number, feeling a little worried.
“Hello, Gillian,” a soft familiar voice answered. “Tell that lone wolf you’re with that I’m coming for you. This time, we leave together.” The line went dead.
Little spots of light started blinking in my peripheral. I struggled for breath.
My eyes flew to Racer. “Chuck answered. Where’s my dad?”
“I’m sure he’s fine,” he said with doubt in his voice. “Go upstairs. I’ll try Larry. I’ll let you know what I find.”
I nodded but hesitated on the steps as he went back into his apartment. Chuck was coming. What did he think he could possibly do against Racer?
I turned and walked the rest of the way to my apartment. Closing the door behind me, Chuck’s words replayed in my head as I absently wondered why it was so dark. I reached for the light but froze.Lone wolf.
Spinning, I reached for the doorknob as several things clicked into place. I couldn’t see a thing even though I usually kept the kitchen blinds open, and we had a yard light outside. And if Chuck knew what Racer was, then…
From behind me, a hand closed over my wrist at the same time one slipped over my mouth. My eyes widened in the dark.
“Shh, princess,” Chuck breathed in my ear. He spun me around without loosening his hold on my mouth or wrist. “We want to leave quietly.”
Like hell! I grabbed for the hand over my mouth and kicked out, aiming where I thought his legs would be, but my foot only met air. My hand closed over his wrist and tugged. He held firm and yanked me forward. I landed against his chest with a muffled “Oof.” The collision and the hand still covering my lips made it difficult to breathe. He used my distraction to back me into a wall and lift me until my feet dangled off the ground. I stopped trying to peel his hand from my mouth and swung up, aiming for his head. His hand slid from my mouth and caught my fist.
Air filled my lungs, and I opened my mouth ready to scream. His mouth crashed upon mine. My lower lip split, and I grunted in pain. He growled and licked away the blood. I tried hitting him with my other free hand. He caught that too, threaded his fingers through mine, and forced my hands against the wall above my head. His hips and legs pressed against me. Panic bloomed in my chest. I tried to turn away. He changed his grip on my hands, holding them both with one of his. I couldn’t pull my hands free, and my legs where pinned by his, useless.
With his free hand, he held my chin in place. His tongue speared through my lips and brushed against my teeth. When I didn’t open, he broke away and bit my already split lip. I fought not to gasp, not to open up to him.
Remember. I needed to remember what I learned with Racer. I tried to calm my breathing. Think...
I stopped struggling and forced myself to relax. His punishing kiss eased. Slowly, I tried turning my head away again, and this time he let me.
“Not. A. Sound.” His words, punctuated with a soft growl, brushed against my ear. He knew, as I did, that Racer might hear.
A slow twist of my wrist loosened his tight hold. His fingers still circled it, but he let me move it down from the wall. I reached forward and threaded my fingers through his hair. He laughed softly and moved back to my mouth for a brief kiss.
“Later.”
He spun me around and had a gag in my mouth before I could gasp. I was facing away from him. Away!
I leaned back. My head touched his chest. His hands smoothed down the arms that he held tight. Aligned, I stepped back a little, lifted my foot, and came down hard on his arch. He grunted. I whipped my head back and connected with his nose. His hold on my arms loosened. I bolted toward the door as I ripped the gag from my mouth.
“Racer!”
The knob turned despite my sweaty palm. I managed one step before Chuck’s hand snaked into my hair and pulled me backward. The door slammed shut, and he continued backing up with me.
