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throbbed just thinking about how he’d fucked her the night before. Heat flushed through her with such intensity the chilly wind outside didn’t stand a chance in cooling her down.
It wasn’t like her daughter to jump to conclusions without facts to back her statements. Beth hadn’t become the successful attorney that she was by speculating.
That bothered Sandy. Beth had told her to keep her eyes open, that Ralph was a womanizer.
And what if he was? She searched her memory for times when Ralph had been with other women. She couldn’t remember any. But then she didn’t usually pay attention to the dating scene within the pack.
She stared at the back of Ralph’s truck, realizing she was dutifully following him to the diner just as he’d instructed. And as they neared, she noticed Ethan was still parked there. Had Ralph known the pack leader would still be there? More than likely he did.
Ethan would tell Beth that they showed up together minutes after Beth had warned her mother about Ralph. Sandy sighed. More than anything the thought of fucking him again distracted her thoughts. Her body tingled with desire. A craving too intense for any of her toys had started, and she knew only Ralph could ease her growing ache.
44
Blue Moon
Ralph’s turn signal began blinking, indicating his intent to turn into the diner parking lot. The blinking light held her gaze. And at the same time a strange realization sunk through her straight to the pit of her stomach.
More than anything she wanted to fuck Ralph again. But she hesitated in reappearing at the diner with him after her daughter’s warning. It bothered her how her pack leader might react to her silent statement that she paid little heed to her daughter’s words.
If Ralph was a womanizer, what did that make her?
She would willingly fuck him again, but worried about how they might appear being seen in public together. Hell. She was no better than the werewolf her daughter accused Ralph of being.
Suddenly everything was way too confusing. Sandy needed time to think. On an impulse, she waited for Ralph to turn into the diner ahead of her, and then drove on down the street. She didn’t look back to see if Ralph watched her.
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Lorie O’Clare
Chapter Ten
Sandy’s phone hadn’t rung once. No one had stopped by. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d spent an entire day alone in her den. And she would have enjoyed herself, except for the fact that she felt she’d been grounded.
Her daughter had power. And she had rank in the pack. It crossed her mind more than once that Ralph might have been ordered to stay away from her. He would respect the pack’s wishes. If her daughter had convinced Ethan to tell Ralph to leave her alone, she would be left alone.
Piddling around in her kitchen, she wished her body would quit tingling, quit craving Ralph’s touch again. But for the life of her, she couldn’t quit imagining his hard cock pounding the deepest spots in her pussy. He fed her like no toy ever could, like no werewolf had ever done before.
“And he hasn’t bothered to come see you at all today,” she reminded herself, mumbling while she flipped the steak in the frying pan.
The weatherman on the TV warned of possible snow over the next few days. It would be a cold Halloween. The commentators went on about appropriate ways to dress children while trick-or-treating.
Sandy drowned it all out. Maybe her daughter had been right. Maybe she was nothing more than a fool who had fallen for the oldest trick in the book. She was out of practice, knew nothing about the dating scene. And Ralph Hipp certainly had what it took to be a werewolf on the prowl.
“So now I’m a piece of tail.” She stabbed at her steak with her fork while it sizzled in the pan.
Something the news reporters commented on caught her attention. “It will be curious to see how the werewolves dress their children for Halloween.”
“They call them cubs, Steve, which makes sense since
It wasn’t like her daughter to jump to conclusions without facts to back her statements. Beth hadn’t become the successful attorney that she was by speculating.
That bothered Sandy. Beth had told her to keep her eyes open, that Ralph was a womanizer.
And what if he was? She searched her memory for times when Ralph had been with other women. She couldn’t remember any. But then she didn’t usually pay attention to the dating scene within the pack.
She stared at the back of Ralph’s truck, realizing she was dutifully following him to the diner just as he’d instructed. And as they neared, she noticed Ethan was still parked there. Had Ralph known the pack leader would still be there? More than likely he did.
Ethan would tell Beth that they showed up together minutes after Beth had warned her mother about Ralph. Sandy sighed. More than anything the thought of fucking him again distracted her thoughts. Her body tingled with desire. A craving too intense for any of her toys had started, and she knew only Ralph could ease her growing ache.
44
Blue Moon
Ralph’s turn signal began blinking, indicating his intent to turn into the diner parking lot. The blinking light held her gaze. And at the same time a strange realization sunk through her straight to the pit of her stomach.
More than anything she wanted to fuck Ralph again. But she hesitated in reappearing at the diner with him after her daughter’s warning. It bothered her how her pack leader might react to her silent statement that she paid little heed to her daughter’s words.
If Ralph was a womanizer, what did that make her?
She would willingly fuck him again, but worried about how they might appear being seen in public together. Hell. She was no better than the werewolf her daughter accused Ralph of being.
Suddenly everything was way too confusing. Sandy needed time to think. On an impulse, she waited for Ralph to turn into the diner ahead of her, and then drove on down the street. She didn’t look back to see if Ralph watched her.
45
Lorie O’Clare
Chapter Ten
Sandy’s phone hadn’t rung once. No one had stopped by. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d spent an entire day alone in her den. And she would have enjoyed herself, except for the fact that she felt she’d been grounded.
Her daughter had power. And she had rank in the pack. It crossed her mind more than once that Ralph might have been ordered to stay away from her. He would respect the pack’s wishes. If her daughter had convinced Ethan to tell Ralph to leave her alone, she would be left alone.
Piddling around in her kitchen, she wished her body would quit tingling, quit craving Ralph’s touch again. But for the life of her, she couldn’t quit imagining his hard cock pounding the deepest spots in her pussy. He fed her like no toy ever could, like no werewolf had ever done before.
“And he hasn’t bothered to come see you at all today,” she reminded herself, mumbling while she flipped the steak in the frying pan.
The weatherman on the TV warned of possible snow over the next few days. It would be a cold Halloween. The commentators went on about appropriate ways to dress children while trick-or-treating.
Sandy drowned it all out. Maybe her daughter had been right. Maybe she was nothing more than a fool who had fallen for the oldest trick in the book. She was out of practice, knew nothing about the dating scene. And Ralph Hipp certainly had what it took to be a werewolf on the prowl.
“So now I’m a piece of tail.” She stabbed at her steak with her fork while it sizzled in the pan.
Something the news reporters commented on caught her attention. “It will be curious to see how the werewolves dress their children for Halloween.”
“They call them cubs, Steve, which makes sense since
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