Wolf's Promise (Caedmon Wolves) (19 page)

Now as she waited her
e
, she wondered if it was in vain. Would Nick even return? She’d told him to his face that she planned to leave. What hope did that give him out there on the battle field?

The shadow moved again, and this time she came to kneeling position.
Her breath tripped in her throat
when she caught sight of a majestic wolf sitting on its hind legs right under the window.

Nick.
Selene
would have known
her mate even with her eyes close
d
. A feeling of completeness washed over her whenever he was near.

His hazel eyes seemed to sparkle in the dark as he observed her.

‘Don’t
just
stand down there, Nick. Come up here,’
she surprised herself by speaking telepathically to him.

‘I was hoping you’d say that,’
was his reply.

He shifted then, unfolding to his full height. Completely naked, he sto
od under the full moon.

At just a few m
inutes until four hours past midnight
, it
s colors burst
with a mix of burnt red and orange.
It would be morning soon. A fresh start.
A peaceful, maybe…

When her gaze moved back to the spot on the grass, Nick was gone.

She scented him before he turned the door knob.

Before he could make it inside the room, she
slipped of
f
the window sill and
rushed into his arms. She didn’t care about the dirt and grime
marring his body or the fact that he was
naked. He was back. Safe.

Nick kissed her deeply, wrapping his arms abo
ut her waist
. He pulled away too soon. “You okay?”

“Yes.
I’m glad you’re safe.
Elisa? The child. Is she safe?
”

“Absolutely. She’s in the care of her aunt now.”

She fell back into his embrace. “Just hold me.”

“I was in the lake, but I’m still dirty.”

“I don’t care.”
She smoothed the side of her face with his palm. “I was being silly earlier.”

“I was wrong. I should have told you.”

“
I wanted to know, but I understand
now that it brought back painful memories for you.”

“It had,”
he said.
“That’s all behind me now.
”

‘I love you.’

‘
I love you back
.’

“Come here,” she whispered.

Selene walked him into the bat
hroom that was adjoined
to the bedroom. After turning the faucet on and placing the stopper over the
drain, she led him into the tub
.
He sighed and his body relaxed as
though a great weight
lifted off his shoulders.

“Selene, I killed many wolves tonight.”
He squeezed his eyes shut. “It was terrible.”

“We can’t change the past, Nick.” Taking a sponge, she drizzled some of the warm water across the welts on his back. “We can only live for the future. Our future.”

“I’m ready to see what’s in store for us.”
He turned to kiss the back of her hand, as she kneaded the sponge over his shoulder.

“So am I.”

“
I’ve
dreamed
many times
about a woman who coul
d sooth my scars with her touch,
”
he whispered.

She applied her bare hands to his back on the injury near the shoulder blades. P
ressing her lips to
his neck, she whispered, “You’re in good hands. Trust again, Nick. I will never fail you.”

“You are my dream come true.”

THE END

Coming January 2013

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Ambrielle Kirk pens tales of romance in various subgenres. Her favorites are contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and urban fantasy. As a child, she never really dreamed of being an author. It was a destined path that chose her. Now she writes with her readers in mind, but the characters, of course, dictate the outcome.

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