Page 117 of Ice Wolf
“I don’t need a trainer. I just need Lily.” My God. I’d admitted it to my father. I’d never hear the end of this.
“Then use your nose and go find her.” He laughed and furrowed his eyebrows. “Your mother was hopeful I’d run into you. She wanted me to give you something. She figured you might not have time yourself.” He pulled a small box from his jacket, handing it to me.
“What is this, Dad?” I had a very bad feeling.
He rolled his eyes. “Just open it. Try and do something to make your mother happy. That will make my life easier.”
With my teeth gritted, I opened the box to peer down at a gorgeous ring. “She bought me an engagement ring to give to my own fiancée?” Fake fiancée.
He laughed again. “No. My goodness. What mother does that? This was your grandmother’s engagement ring. She wanted you to have it and now seems the right time. It’s an heirloom, handed down for generations. From what I understand, the ring is worth a few million dollars.”
A few million dollars? I had such a bad feeling about this. “What if I lose it?”
Now he offered his infamous evil eye. “Don’t or your mother will kick your ass.”
I shoved the box into my pocket knowing I’d hand it right back to my mother in a couple of days.
“It’s easy to see the two of you were meant for each other.” Dad seemed so confident.
“How do I make her understand that?”
“You do what you do best, son. Be a caveman.”
After grabbing his sunglasses and closing his locker door, he headed for the exit.
A caveman? Really, Dad?
Use my nose. Christ. This was Chicago.
I drove with the windows down through several neighborhoods. I’d gone to where the cool girls went to shop thinking she neededsome retail therapy. The area hadn’t passed the sniff test. I’d gone by her apartment. Her scent had been stale so she hadn’t gone back.
I’d also driven by the arena twice, but the only scent I’d picked up had been bad body odor from the guys.
My last choice since time was running out had been to look up her parents’ address. I wasn’t certain if I’d try talking to her dad. He’d probably rip me a new one.
With all hope fading, I made the turn onto her parents’ street. The scent hit me like a ton of bricks. My cock immediately stood at full attention, which sucked since I was wearing my tightest pair of jeans. My nostrils flared and I slapped my hand on the steering wheel.
The scent was fresh, which meant I’d missed her by less than a half hour. Now all I had to do was stay on the trail and it would lead me right to her. Maybe I could do this wolf thing after all.
My entire body was on fire as the trail went from lukewarm to hot, hot, baby. By the time I pulled into one of the city’s parks, my skin was too hot to remain in. But I certainly couldn’t shift right now.
Talk about scaring the daylights out of people. Wow.
I noticed her poor little car and felt vindicated, even giving myself a mental high five as I parked a few car lengths away. As soon as I climbed out, I was overwhelmed by her incredible fragrance. If I wasn’t very careful, I’d lose my shit around her.
Then I’d shift.
I’d scare everyone away.
The police would be called.
The press would get wind of the story.
And if the cops were frisky enough, they’d try to toss a dangerous shifter into jail.
Sighing, I headed for the path, determined to find her.
Thank God, I didn’t need to jog the entire park since it was huge. Her scent had led me right to her.
