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Authors: Vivian Wood, Amelie Hunt
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she’d worried about felt so far away in that moment, unreal and unimportant.
Her eyelids closed of their own volition, and Penny slept.
Chapter Seven
H arlan stood on the veranda of Winter Pass’s main lodge, staring out into the bright, snowy landscape. He’d awakened with Penny in his arms, horror filling him when he saw bruises on her hips, an angry red bite mark on her neck. He remembered bits and pieces of the night prior, most of it revolving around protecting Penny.
Then he’d undone all his own work by giving in to the demands of his wolf and fucking her senseless, giving himself the best fucking release of his entire life.
…moments before he’d sunk his teeth into her neck, releasing some kind of awe-inspiring and terrifying wolf juju. Even now, though Penny wasn’t standing beside him, he could feel her.
Worse than shackling Penny to his sorry ass, he’d probably turned her. It took Harlan a couple of days between Chase’s bite and his first shift, but Harlan couldn’t see any way that Penny wasn’t about to go full wolf sometime during this full moon.
So Harlan was hiding out here on the veranda, freezing his ass off since all he wore was one of the sleeping bags that Penny had gathered for her makeshift bed. He swore aloud, furious at himself for being such a complete asshole.
“Talking to yourself?”
Harlan turned to find Penny walking out toward him, holding a flashlight and the gun case he’d given her.
“Ah,” Harlan said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Something like that.”
How the hell could he even begin to apologize to her? How did one apologize for basically ruining someone else’s life?
“We should go back to the cabin,” Penny said, frowning at Harlan’s bare feet. “You’re going to catch a nasty cold like that.”
Harlan sighed.
“Wolves have super immune systems. I haven’t gotten sick since the day I was bitten,” he said, shrugging a shoulder.
Penny’s brows rose.
“Good to know there are perks.” She paused. “I mean… I assume… You bit me during the full moon. I’m going to turn, right?”
Harlan blew out a breath, then gave a slow nod.
“Kay.” Penny smiled at him, then nodded toward the cabin. “You ready?”
Harlan followed her to his cabin, trying to ignore the numbness spreading through his bare feet as he tread over the snow. He was far more interested in Penny’s reaction. Surely finding out you were about to become a damn werewolf should be more… traumatic?
Or maybe this was the manifestation of trauma, her lack of response? Harlan shook his head, confused. When he looked up, Penny held the door open for him, shooing him inside.
“Where do you keep your towels?” she asked.
“Hall closet,” Harlan mumbled. All three that he owned, anyway. Harlan wasn’t big on owning… stuff .
That would have to change, now that he had Penny to care for. She was an amazing lady who deserved as much stuff as she wanted. Harlan went into the bedroom and pulled on a set of USMC sweats, then settled on the couch.
Penny had made herself at home, putting on the kettle. She seemed to be sorting through her own thoughts, so Harlan let her work in silence. After a few minutes, she brought him a steaming-hot damp towel and a cup of tea.
“The towel’s for your feet,” she said, lips lifting at the corners. “And the tea will warm you from the inside out.”
She took the armchair, sipping her own cup of tea. Harlan propped his feet up on the couch, wrapping his feet in the towel, and sighed with relief. The warm towel felt amazing, the tea soothing.
And here he was, the last fucker in the world who deserved Penny’s pampering.
“Penny… I’m sorry,” Harlan said, feeling tense.
Penny glanced at him and pursed her lips, canting her head curiously.
“Yeah?” she asked. “You regret it?”
There was a hint of sadness in her words, which only confused him more.
“Not… the good parts, no. But turning you, yeah. Of course I
Her eyelids closed of their own volition, and Penny slept.
Chapter Seven
H arlan stood on the veranda of Winter Pass’s main lodge, staring out into the bright, snowy landscape. He’d awakened with Penny in his arms, horror filling him when he saw bruises on her hips, an angry red bite mark on her neck. He remembered bits and pieces of the night prior, most of it revolving around protecting Penny.
Then he’d undone all his own work by giving in to the demands of his wolf and fucking her senseless, giving himself the best fucking release of his entire life.
…moments before he’d sunk his teeth into her neck, releasing some kind of awe-inspiring and terrifying wolf juju. Even now, though Penny wasn’t standing beside him, he could feel her.
Worse than shackling Penny to his sorry ass, he’d probably turned her. It took Harlan a couple of days between Chase’s bite and his first shift, but Harlan couldn’t see any way that Penny wasn’t about to go full wolf sometime during this full moon.
So Harlan was hiding out here on the veranda, freezing his ass off since all he wore was one of the sleeping bags that Penny had gathered for her makeshift bed. He swore aloud, furious at himself for being such a complete asshole.
“Talking to yourself?”
Harlan turned to find Penny walking out toward him, holding a flashlight and the gun case he’d given her.
“Ah,” Harlan said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Something like that.”
How the hell could he even begin to apologize to her? How did one apologize for basically ruining someone else’s life?
“We should go back to the cabin,” Penny said, frowning at Harlan’s bare feet. “You’re going to catch a nasty cold like that.”
Harlan sighed.
“Wolves have super immune systems. I haven’t gotten sick since the day I was bitten,” he said, shrugging a shoulder.
Penny’s brows rose.
“Good to know there are perks.” She paused. “I mean… I assume… You bit me during the full moon. I’m going to turn, right?”
Harlan blew out a breath, then gave a slow nod.
“Kay.” Penny smiled at him, then nodded toward the cabin. “You ready?”
Harlan followed her to his cabin, trying to ignore the numbness spreading through his bare feet as he tread over the snow. He was far more interested in Penny’s reaction. Surely finding out you were about to become a damn werewolf should be more… traumatic?
Or maybe this was the manifestation of trauma, her lack of response? Harlan shook his head, confused. When he looked up, Penny held the door open for him, shooing him inside.
“Where do you keep your towels?” she asked.
“Hall closet,” Harlan mumbled. All three that he owned, anyway. Harlan wasn’t big on owning… stuff .
That would have to change, now that he had Penny to care for. She was an amazing lady who deserved as much stuff as she wanted. Harlan went into the bedroom and pulled on a set of USMC sweats, then settled on the couch.
Penny had made herself at home, putting on the kettle. She seemed to be sorting through her own thoughts, so Harlan let her work in silence. After a few minutes, she brought him a steaming-hot damp towel and a cup of tea.
“The towel’s for your feet,” she said, lips lifting at the corners. “And the tea will warm you from the inside out.”
She took the armchair, sipping her own cup of tea. Harlan propped his feet up on the couch, wrapping his feet in the towel, and sighed with relief. The warm towel felt amazing, the tea soothing.
And here he was, the last fucker in the world who deserved Penny’s pampering.
“Penny… I’m sorry,” Harlan said, feeling tense.
Penny glanced at him and pursed her lips, canting her head curiously.
“Yeah?” she asked. “You regret it?”
There was a hint of sadness in her words, which only confused him more.
“Not… the good parts, no. But turning you, yeah. Of course I
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