The Witch, the Wolf and the Snowstorm: (Book 6, Grey Wolf Pack Romance Novellas) (16 page)

As she shepherded him out the door he told her that he had let the landlord know he was moving, and that she’d be in contact about the rent.
  He told her which bills were due, that he had left his share for them.  She nodded not listening to a word.

When he was finally out the door s
he kissed him on the cheek.  He gave her one last prolonged look before leaving.  She shut the door, locking and dead bolting it. 
Alone at last
.

*

Kayleigh lazed in a scorching hot bath, revelling in the smell of her pumpkin pie scented bubble bath.  She leaned her head back and closed her eyes.  Her thoughts drifted. 

She was being chased through a castle. 
Her white nightgown billowing behind her.  The animal, the beast was after her.  It wanted to ravish her!  She wouldn’t let him.   She was engaged to be wed, she wouldn’t allow this strange creature to have its way with her.

She tried every door, they were all locked.  Panic but also excitement bubbled within her.  She could hear him getting closer. 
The clack of his claws on the ground, his deep panting breaths.

Yes finally!  One of the doors opened.  She slipped inside and found herself in a grand bedroom, dominated by a massive four poster bed with red silky sheets.
  Hearing the scratches outside she scrambled under the bed.

The door was slowly pushed open, she almost
cried in alarm.  She could see his hairy paws walking round the bed.  He let out an almighty roar and she squealed.  Oh god had he heard her?  She held her breath waiting for him to get her, but nothing happened.  After a few seconds she heard the door closing. 

Breathing deeply she slid out of her hiding spot.  She reached for the door only to be captured by strong masculine arms.  She screamed as the
y wrestled her back to the bed.  She closed her eyes and beat her fists as he lay over her trapping her under his weight.  He grasped her flailing arms and pinned them over her head.

“
Kayleigh, look at me Kayleigh.”  She froze at the honeyed voice.

Her eyes fluttered open.  “D... Don?”  She stammered.

It was her fiancée lying over her completely naked, his throbbing manhood pressing inescapably against her nightgown covered sex.

“I want you
Kayleigh, so badly.”  He crooned nuzzling her neck.

“But the creature?!”
  She whined, her body coming alive at his nearness.

He looked her in the eyes
, his shone amber.  Had they always looked like that?

“I am the creature
Kayleigh, I can turn into a wolf.  I got so excited at seeing you that I couldn’t control him, he wanted to see you too.”

“But how can this be?”  Her breasts pushed against his chest and he groaned.

“I was born this way Kayleigh, I don’t know why.  I have the beast under control now, but only because I promised him I would take you tonight and make you mine.”

“But our wedding day...”  She protested feebly.

“I can’t wait another moment Kayleigh, I want to be with you, I need to be with you!”  He cried grinding his sex into hers.

Her body heated
, she could feel the moisture between her legs.  No she didn’t want to wait another minute either.  “Yes, yes!  Take me, I’m yours!”

Roaring he tore away her flimsy nightgown and without hesitating he thrust inside her body.  She screamed at the pain and pleasure he brought her
as he revelled in how glorious her tight sheath was...

Tearing herself
away from for a minute, Kayleigh turned the hot faucet on. 
The water was getting a little chilly
. 

Smiling she closed her eyes again. 
So maybe she didn’t have Don, but she could still enjoy her fantasies...

Chapter Sixteen

Don’s eyes flew open. 
Damn!
  He’d been having some pretty erotic dreams over the past couple of weeks but that was a new one.  He chuckled rubbing his eyes. 
It was a like an ‘80’s soft porn!

Don gripped the arm rests tightly
as the plane rocked, his fingers almost making indentations he was squeezing so hard. 
Jesus he hated flying
.

After the
delight
of visiting Victoria he had gone to his childhood home.  His family were waiting for him.  They were shocked but pleased to see him.  His father had stepped down as the Alpha and now his brother Evan held that title, whilst his brother Rick was Beta.

His father and brothers had asked his forgiveness for buying Melinda off, and he theirs for ever thinking they would have beaten her in such a way.  His family had wanted him to stay, to catch up but he had to go.  There was a certain blonde witch in Rose he needed to see. 
Toot sweet
.  He did however make cautious plans to visit them over Christmas.

T
hings with his family were tentatively repaired, or at least they were on the right track.  It could have gone better with Victoria...

He didn’t
really know what he was expecting though.  Did he really think he would hear something to make the last twenty years of his life all better?  As far as he was concerned Melinda stole twenty years of his life. 
Nothing could make up for that!

To think of all the things he could have done over the years.  His wolf yelped at him.  Like what?  Gotten married?  Had kids? 
Then met his true mate age 40...

That thought brought him up short. 
Twenty years ago Kayleigh was just an infant.  All the years he spent thinking of Melinda he couldn’t have been with Kayleigh anyway, she was just a child.  How would it have been if he had been married and then met Kayleigh. 
Could he have walked away from his wife to be with Kayleigh?

His wolf danced around like a puppy. 
Things were better this way
,
better for him and Kayleigh
.  He hated to admit it but it was true.  Essentially all these years he’d just been waiting for his real true mate, his life had been on hold for her. 
Fate was such a fucker sometimes!

But now that he had found
her he damn well wasn’t going to let her go
.

*

14
th
September

Don stared at
Kayleigh’s apartment.  On returning to Rose he had checked in with Jeanette and was dismayed to find that Kayleigh had insisted she go home.

Don
barely contained his annoyance.  If he had been looking after her he never would have let her leave whilst still sick.  Jeanette had rebuked him, telling him that perhaps he should have stuck around to do just that.

He was however thrilled to hear that her ex-fiancée had moved out and was also leaving town.  His wolf yapped happi
ly at that news, it meant that he wouldn’t have to warn him to stay away from Kayleigh and punch him for good measure. 
Not that he hadn’t been looking forward to that
.

It took away one problem at least. 
Her going home sick was one thing, her living with another man was insufferable.

Carefully packaged on the passenger seat were the dress and shoes she had been wearing when he first brought her back to his cabin. 
In her haste to get away from him she had left them behind...

He was
uneasy and unsure of himself.  All he could do was apologise and throw himself on her mercy.  He loved her, he couldn’t live without her. 
He just hoped that was enough
.  It should be, he was sure she was his true mate, which meant he was hers.  Judging by the blissful time they had spent together undoubtedly she felt a strong pull toward him too.

Fuck!
  He should have brought flowers or chocolates or some other trashy romantic thing that humans liked. 
Shit he was bad at this sort of thing.

His wolf yipped in
support.  Faint heart never won fair lady...
or whatever the hell the saying was.
  Grabbing the package he got out and strode toward her apartment.  Just as he reached her door it opened and out walked Casey.

“Casey!”  Don growled.

“Don!”  Gulped Casey.

“Don?” 
Frowned Kayleigh.

“
Kayleigh!”  Sighed Don.

Kayleigh
rolled her eyes.  “Well if we’re all done saying each other’s names...”

Kayleigh
was wearing a bath robe.  What the fuck had been going on?  Not only had he found a young wolf at his mate’s home but she was also in her night wear!  Don’s beast snarled uncontrollably, forcing Don to snarl too. 

Casey flinched
and gulped.  “My mom... she made me come over with a chicken pot pie for Kayleigh... I swear man I never touched her... and I wouldn’t want to either!”

Kayleigh
grunted in annoyance.  “Wouldn’t want to?!”

Blood drained from Casey’s face.  “Well of course I would want to...”

Don roared at him.  Casey head snapped between the two of them.  “I’m just gonna go...”  With that he dashed away on lightning legs.

Kayleigh
tried to slam the door but Don put his shoulder to it, applying pressure until she let go.  He walked into the apartment closing the door and locking it behind him.  She eyeballed him warily.

He handed her the bundled up package.  “It’s the clothes you left at my place.”  He said softly.

She snatched it from them.  “Well thank you for not burning them in an effigy I guess.  You could have just mailed them to me or given them to Melanie to pass on.”

His wolf was whining for their mate.  “I wanted to see you.”

Her brow furrowed.  “If you’re just going to yell at me again don’t bother.  I get it, your true mate was the love of your life and I’m garbage to you.  I really don’t feel up to it, so let’s just skip it.  Please just leave.” 
She was afraid she might burst into tears, no way did she want him to see that
.

It pierced his heart to know she thought of him that way.  After the way he treated he supposed that was the only way she would think but still...

“Kayleigh I’m...”

She threw up her arms
, trying to mask her sadness with anger.  “I asked you to leave!”

“But...”

“Just get out!”  She screamed.

He rushed over grasping her shoulders
tightly.  “For god’s sake Kayleigh I love you!”  He bellowed.

“
Wh... what?”  She stammered.

He loosened his grip and softened.  “You were right about Melinda.  She was never my true mate.  I
love you and I’m sorry for the way I treated you.”

She sucked in a breath. 
“I’m still mad at you.”  She said without much conviction.

His lips curled upwards.  “No you’re not...”
  He could feel his desire rising.

“You really hurt my feelings.”  Her tone was petulant.

“I was under a spell.”  He drawled hoarsely.

“Oh.” 
Damnit, she couldn't even stay mad at him!  It wasn’t his fault... that blows!

He traced a thumb down her cheek, down her neck... 
Wait a second... 
He untied her robe and pulling it open was delighted by the sight. 
She was wearing his shirt to sleep in
.

He leered at her and she squirmed under his lustful gaze.
  “It’s just really comfortable...”  She tried lamely.  It wasn’t her fault, the shirt was just so cosy.  It made her feel both happy and sexy.  Yes, a plaid shirt made her feel sexy. 
Almost as sexy as when he was wearing it...

“Unh huh.”
 

He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her honeysuckle scent
mixed with her own arousal.  His manhood strained against his zipper.  God how could he have been so blind to what she meant to him. 
How could he have ever contemplated living without her?

Gradually she melted into his arms.  Her body comfortably flush against
his, they fit together like puzzle pieces. 
Made for each other
.

He kissed her temple before lifting her chin to look into her doe like eyes.  “
Kayleigh I love you, you’re my mate.”

She snorted.  “How many other women have you said that too?  Oh right just one!”

“I.  Was.  Under.  A.  Spell.”  He hissed.

“Yeah so you said...” 
She was about fifty percent mad, fifty percent teasing.

“Damn woman you are stubborn!” 
He guessed he would just have to tease her into submission
.

She yelped as
he scooped her up in his arms and marched toward the bedroom as she squirmed in his arms.  He booted the door open only to be met with the bathroom.  He tried the next door and found a water heater.  The next door yielded a closet full of towels. 
Damn how many doors does this apartment have?!

Kayleigh
cackled with laughter.  “Having trouble cowboy?”  She taunted playfully.

“Just you wait, any minute now I am
goin’ to find that bedroom, it’s bound to be around here somewhere.”

Her luscious body shook with mirth. 
His wolf virtually purred for her and he groaned as his shaft become downright painfully hard.

Uncertainly he tried another
door, peering inside.  Making her snort in a very unladylike manner. 
But the joke was on her, at last he’d found it!

He threw her on the bed, still guffawing in between bounces.
  He quickly stripped and stood before her in his naked glory.  She quickly sobered, overcome by lust.  She could feel her sex fluttering as she took in his hard muscled body and straining manhood.

“What makes you think I still want you?”  She whispered breathlessly, chest heaving.

Don slowly crawled up the bed toward her and leant over her prone body, he caged her in but held himself away from her so they weren’t touching.

His lips were inches from hers.  “If you want me to go just say the word and I will.” 
His wolf protested at that, no way was he going anywhere.

His eyes were
saturated with amber and his lips quivered waiting for her answer.  When she didn’t he moved away from her and she panicked.

“Wait!”  All of her anger evaporated at the thought of losing him again.

He stood up and started fumbling with his pants.

She knelt up on the bed and scooted to the edge of the bed. 
“No stop!  I don’t want you to go, please stop!”

He dropped his pants and turned back to her, a smug grin adorning his face.
  “Just gettin’ a condom darlin’.”

“Ugh!”  She went to swipe at him but he caught
her and pulled her in for a deep sensual kiss.  She resisted a little at first, she was annoyed after all, but after a few moments she considered he had suffered enough and kissed him back passionately.

He pushed the robe off her shoulders and flung it away.  He went to rip the shirt and she pulled away.

“No, don’t rip it... I like it.”  She said coyly.

He ran his hands down her back, settling on her buttocks
squeezing them lightly.  “Fine, but it comes off.  Now!”

Agonizingly slowly she began unbuttoning. 
Mischievously undoing one and then smiling at him, whilst he feasted on the sight as each inch of her skin was bared to him bit by bit.  His wolf howled at him to just rip it and take her but he held back, enjoying the slow burn of arousal her teasing incited.

Finally uncovering
herself he marvelled again at how lovely she was.  He thanked fate for sending him this woman, there in that moment he truly did believe she was worth the waiting and the torment of the last twenty years.

She
snatched the condom out of his hand and slipped away hustling up the bed, quickly getting rid of her glasses. 
They were starting to steam up!
  Grinning wickedly she ripped the wrapper open with her teeth.  Don growled gutturally and followed her.

He knelt before her, his massive chest rising and falling as she took his swollen member in her delicate hands.  She caressed him before leaning down and lathing her tongue from the base to the tip.  She engulfed the head in her mouth and swallowed the drips of pre-cum.
  He groaned hungrily and tangled his fingers in her golden hair.  She licked the slit and he gently bucked his hips toward her, forcing more of his length down her throat.

She sucked at him greedily, relishing tasting her mate.
  Don felt his release gaining momentum as he became harder and hotter in her glorious mouth.  He loved being taken by her this way, the idea of exploding deep within her throat was tempting but for now he needed to be inside her.