Enticed (The Brazil Werewolf Series Book 3)

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him. 
                  He paused as he pulled away from me.  His eyes were beginning to clear of the passion, “You’re afraid of me,” he whispered, shaking his head, “I don’t want you to be frightened.” 
                  I licked my lips.  I didn’t know what to say.  The guilt of the encounter was beginning to sink into my soul, “I’m a virgin,” I whispered in a trembling voice, “I am waiting until marriage.”
                  He backed away with a groan.  His jaw was clenched as he glanced at me.  My heart stuttered before returning to its normal beat.
                  “I thought this was a dream,” he said with a tremble.  He covered his face before glancing up at me, “I wouldn’t have done this otherwise.  I swear to you, I wouldn’t.”
                  “It’s because of the bond, isn’t it?” I asked, biting my bottom lip.
                  He followed the motion as his eyes heated.  He pulled his gaze from my lips and forced them to my eyes before giving a stiff nod.  He took a breath and came to me.  Slowly, he reached forward and caressed my cheek.  Instantly, my body responded, “It is,” he said, sadly, “It’s the reason why I’m here.  It’s the reason you came to me when I summoned you.”
                  I closed my eyes and released a shuddering breath.  My hands shook as I glanced up at him, “What do we do?” I asked. 
                  “We do the hardest thing that we have ever done.  You will go back inside and we will make sure that you keep your purity at least until our wedding night,” he said, leaning over and kissing my forehead. 
                  I nodded as I backed away.  It was physically painful to do so.  His voice reached me once more as I reached the door, “I can’t promise anything after that,” he said, “I’m sorry but I can’t.” 
                  I didn’t look at him but I could hear the pain in his voice.  My heart clenched as I forced myself to enter the mobile home.  I tried to sleep but could not because his words echoed through my mind causing images that I had never entertained before coming to Timbly Mountain to dance through my head.

Chapter Seven
The Gift
                  It was the morning before our wedding and I was trying to ignore the fact that I hadn’t slept…again.  Luc lingered in my mind and I couldn’t seem to shake him from my thoughts for even a moment.  Instead, I had to pretend that my attention was on the other things before me. 
    I tried on my mother’s dress with the women of the family before I was to go to my bridal shower. I was happy to find that it fit perfectly and Sophia wouldn’t have to do any last minute sewing.   Even though Mirella and Lilly pouted, I was relieved.   Their pouting became whining when Sophia brought out the shoes she had bought to go with the dress.
                  “We’re not even going shoe shopping?” Mirella groaned and rolled her eyes before gazing at me with a raised brow, “No offense but you are taking all of the fun out of your wedding, Mary Jane.”
                  Aurora grinned, widely as she put her clasped her hands over her heart, “Don’t worry,” She said with a laugh, “You’ve made me happy.  I hate shopping…with a passion.”
                  I grinned at her, “I’ve heard,” I said as she pursed her lips before narrowing her eyes at first, Mirella and then, her sister.
                  “Besides, we always seem to have the bad luck of nearly becoming kidnapped when we shop for wedding dresses,” Aurora said and then, turned to me, “Garridan tried to kidnap me and got a good kick to his manhood during my trip to the dress shop.”
                  Lilly’s eyes widened, “Yes and Eli got a headache from the vase Sophia wielded when

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