The Witch, the Wolf and the Snowstorm: (Book 6, Grey Wolf Pack Romance Novellas) (13 page)

He seamlessly fit into his new pack, the old Alpha Gideon didn’t care why he left his old pack,
Don was valued for his skills as a tracker.  He was given an honorary position in the pack, and was allowed to keep to himself.  He spent the next twenty years mourning for his lost mate. 
Until he met Kayleigh...

Kayleigh
watched him pityingly.  She couldn’t imagine how heartbreaking it would be to lose your true mate.  Scooting round the table she perched on his knee and pulled his head into the crook of her neck, stroking his hair.

He folded his arms round her
, burying his head in her neck inhaling deeply.  He was immediately comforted by her honeysuckle scent.

He sighed regretfully
.  “I don’t go in for relationships, I can’t... I’d feel like I was betraying Melinda.  A few nights are the most I can give.”

Her heart almost cried to hear that she would only have him for such a short period of time.
  But if he would only be hers for these few nights she would make them count.  Her body yearned for his touch, it demanded to feel the incredible release that he coaxed from her. 

Leaning down she kissed him deeply, her tongue mercilessly teasing and tasting him.  “If all we have is a few days let’s make the most of them.”  She took his hand and
effortlessly led him toward the bed, a serene smile on her face. 
Hiding the sorrow she felt inside
.

Chapter Thirteen

9
th
December

The next few days flew by. 
Kayleigh and Don almost settled into a routine.  They would start the day was a bit of morning delight and then Don would spend the rest of the morning trying to clear the snow while Kayleigh cleaned or read. They would eat lunch together, and then enjoy a bit of afternoon delight. After Don would travel to one of his pack member’s houses to offer any assistance, Kayleigh would usually relax in a bath before making them dinner.  After they ate they would watch TV or a film and enjoy some evening delight before going to bed.

Kayleigh
was a little surprised at how easily she became accustomed to this.  By now if she were anywhere other than with Don she would have been jumping up and down with boredom.

With some trepidation Don
had noted that the weather was improving.  It had stopped snowing and the snow on the ground was beginning to melt. 
Soon Kayleigh would be able to leave
.  His chest tightened at the thought of her leaving. 
But why did she have to?

Melinda sprung to mind and he immediately felt
shameful.  His wolf yowled at him,
the wolf was all for keeping Kayleigh. 
Why couldn’t they be together?  She wasn’t his true mate but he knew of plenty of other couples in his pack that weren’t but were still happy.  Surely after twenty years of loneliness he could be allowed a little joy, surely Melinda would want him to be happy...

There was the age thing to consider too.  And what would happen if they were together and
Kayleigh met her own true mate?  She’d dump in a heartbeat and he’d be left heartbroken.

His wolf snarled at him.  He was trying to make excuses now.  The age difference didn’t bother
Kayleigh so there was no reason it should bother him, and if she did meet her true mate... they’d worry about that when it happened.

He could try asking her out on a date.  A small shot of alarm raced through him. 
He’d never really dated. 
He’d fooled around in high school with a few girls and then he’d met his mate.  That was that.  And he certainly hadn’t dated anyone since Melinda. 
Was he too old to learn how to date?

Kayleigh
splashed some soapy water at him and giggled.  “Hey you look so serious, what are you thinking about?”

After eating dinner
Kayleigh had risen and started to wash the dishes, whilst Don had remained at the table deep in his moody reverie.

Don cleared his throat awkwardly. 
“Nothin’.”  He got up to bring the rest of the dishes to her.

She flicked some more suds at him.  “Then stop looking so moody.”
  She watched him, a playful expression on her face.

He leaned in close, towering over her.  “And if I don’t?”  He asked huskily.

Kayleigh scooped up some more water in her hands and hurled it at him, soaking his shirt.  He staggered back in surprise whilst his beast leapt around wanting to play.

She
pursed her lips together to stop herself from laughing, but the shaking of her shoulders gave her away.

Don stared at her stonily.
  A small tingle of fear mixed with her rising desire.  He stomped forward and cupping his hand dunked them and then in the sink and threw the water over her.  She spluttered as he laughed volubly.

She eyed him evilly before picking up a sopping wet sponge.  She lunged at him but he leapt away from her.  She chased him round the cabin squealing in delight as he was almost running bent over in mirth.

He stopped as he came to the bed and she leapt on his back toppling them to the bed.  He twisted beneath her and she rose up so she was sitting over his chest.  She held the sponge a couple of feet above him, dripping menacingly. 

He held up his hands in surrender and in between guffaws said, “
You win, I give in darlin’.”

She smiled smugly before throwing the sponge away.  She squeaked as he flipped them over so he was laying over her, his weight pushing her into the bed
, his arousal digging into her thigh. 

“I lied.”  He whisper
ed before seeking her mouth for a toe curling kiss. 

Pulling away he grinned at her before ripping her shirt open, buttons pinged across the room.  His arousal grew uncomfortably as his eyes feasted on her soft
peachy body.  He dipped his head and began lapping at her breasts, teasing the pebbled nubs between his teeth.

She moaned pleasurably.  “You keep this up
cowboy you won’t have any shirts left.” 

He reared back so he was kneeling between her splayed legs.  She mewled at the loss of contact.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to suffer having you naked all the time darlin’.  It’ll be rough but I’ll get through.”

Before she could protest he whipped
off the boxers she was wearing. 
His boxers, seeing her in them made him even harder. 

She sque
aked as he lifted her hips upwards, leaving her head and shoulders on the bed.  He rested her thighs over his shoulders as he gripped her ass tightly.  She held her breath and her legs trembled knowing what was coming.

He marvelled at the sight before him
as his wolf roared in happiness.  He felt simultaneously elated and nervous at having such a young, stunning woman before him.  “You’re so beautiful Kayleigh.”  He whispered roughly.

She opened her mouth to respond but was immediately caught in a cry of exquisite surprise as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
  Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she clutched at the bed sheets.  White hot pleasure bloomed within her as he swirled his tongue around her tender nub and then gently nipped her with his teeth.

She squirmed under him, trying to dart away from the intense pleasure
, already too much for her sensitive body, but he held her firmly.  He swiped his tongue over her sex, from her tiny rosette to her snug channel.  She gasped as he traced her tiny rosette and bucked her hips, amazed at the blissful feelings he incited.

He
moved his tongue to lap at her tight channel, savouring the sweet honey that flowed from her.  He groaned at her delicious taste.  He darted his tongue in and out of her entrance, delighting in the feel of her muscles straining to hold him inside. With each thrust inside her a moan escaped her lips.

Her body was hurriedly warming to his ministrations
, the pleasure growing inside her demanding release.  Feeling herself nearing completion she began pushing her hips toward him.  He drove his tongue into her more forcefully and then suckled on her clit.  With increasing enthusiasm he alternated between plunging inside her and laving her nub.

It became too much for her.  Unable to contain herself she tensed arching her back and then screamed as the boiling pleasure inside her exploded.  She shook her head from side to side as the orgasm ripped through
her, her body jerking wildly.  As she rode out her release he languorously rolled his tongue over her slit.

Slowly she came back down to earth her body stilling.  Gently he lowered her ass back down to the bed
.  She pulled him down on top of her, clutching him to her, hooking her legs round his back and stroking his head.  The rough material of his clothes chafed against her naked body, and she shivered.

They lay locked in the close embrace for what felt like hours, although
it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes.  Holding her lush body so close was too much for him.  He needed her, needed to be inside her. 

She felt his shaft grow and harden against her leg.
  She reached a hand between them fumbling with his belt.  Gently he stopped her and rolled off her.  He propped himself up on one elbow and smoothed his hand over the small swell of her stomach.

“We have to be careful
darlin’, you’re comin’ into your fertile time of the month.”

A baby was definitely not a memento he wanted to give her of their time together.  Yet the thought of her stomach swollen with his pup awakened something needy and almost primal within him.   His beast moaned at the image of the three of him, him,
Kayleigh, a pup...
a family
.

She turned on her side to look at him.  His eyes blazed amber with passion.  She walked her fingers up his arm.

“What about protection cowboy?”

“Condoms in the bedside table.”

He began to sit up but she placed a hand on his chest.  “I’ll get them.  You strip.”  She ordered.

He chuckled as she stood up and shucked out of the torn shirt.  “I’m serious cowboy, I want you
nekkid
by the time I find the condoms.”

She ran round the bed as he tugged at his clothes.  Snickering she rifled through the draw stopping short as her fingers clasped a cool stone attached to a piece of twine.
  She held it up in front of her, the pebble twirling round and round. 
What was he doing with this?

“What are you doing?”  His voice
was low and deadly.

She spun round to see him watching her, his eyes were narrowed and his body rigid.

“Why do you have this?”  She asked cautiously.

“It was a gift.”  He answered tersely.

She looked at him sceptically.  “A gift?  From who?”

“Melinda. 
My mate.”  He hissed. 
She shouldn’t be touching it
.  He felt his anger rising toward Kayleigh, and his wolf was growling at him warningly. 

“No...”  She muttered staring at the stone.  “That can’t be...”

The stone was a ‘lapidem amoris’ which kind of means love stone.  Witches created them to make someone fall in love with you.  All you needed was a stone, a hair or a drop of blood of the person in question and a cauldron.  You boiled the stone and hair/blood together in the cauldron whilst chanting the spell, and abracadabra you have a love stone!  You have to be careful though, the first person to touch the stone has to be the person who wants the other to fall in love with them.  Immediately the spell starts to work, and feelings of love and devotion are incited.  But to truly cement those feelings they have to give the stone to the object of their affection, and they will love forever.  Even when the person under the spell meets their true mate the stone fights to keep control.  The only way to stop the spell is to destroy the stone.

This was a love stone, during the spell markings are etched into the stone, and she definitely recognised this as one of them.

She should know
.  When she was 15 she started selling them to friends at school.  Her mom had gone out of town, touring with her NASCAR racer boyfriend, and the little money she’d left Kayleigh had run out pretty quickly.  So she had improvised.  Her friends wanted some of the jocks to take notice of them and she made it happen.

Okay so it was a little unethical... okay a lot. 
She was just too silly and selfish to realise the damage she might cause, and it was done under strict instructions that her friends get rid of the stones after a month at the most. 

Unfortunately things got a little sticky...  Her friend Jane
, a rabbit shifter, had swiped a hair off the coat of the captain of the lacrosse team thinking it was his.  It wasn’t.  It did however belong to his golden Labrador who became just a little too keen on Jane after that...

Long story short,
Kayleigh had panicked and called her mom.  She had raced back from Florida and reversed the spells, giving Kayleigh a firm slap around the mouth for her trouble. 
That was the last time Kayleigh dabbled with love thank you very much! 
Although interestingly enough Jane and the lacrosse captain actually ended up dating and getting married...

But why would Don have one of these from Melinda?  Were the feelings he felt for her fake?  Did she force him
to love her?

She grimaced.  “Don... I... this necklace it’s called a
lapidem amoris.  Witches use them to make people fall in love...”

He stared at her, struggling to contain his temper. 
What the hell was she trying to say?

Gulping
she tentatively continued.  “Don if she gave you this it probably means she created it using a spell to make you love her... she might not be your mate...”

He
roared at her, flexing his claws.  She flinched.  His beast was snarling at him, prepared to force the shift if Don made a move to her. 

His jaw ticked, and every muscle in his body tensed as he strained to control himself.  “I had a mate once and I lost her... she was my true mate.  No one can replace her.  You can’t complete with that.” 

“I don’t want to compete with anyone, but you deserve to know the truth.  Don’t you even want to...”

He cut her off with a snarl.  His wolf paced in his head, his only concern was
Kayleigh’s safety.  “Whatever stupid fantasy you may have had about us you can forget it.”

She tried to protest
, her heart hammering in her chest.  “Don this isn’t about us...”