《Hunting His Prey》Chapter 27
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The way his words come out in a baritone growl causes my heart to beat that much faster. When he looks at me like that, as though I'm his entire world, and he will burn down anything or anyone that tries to stop him from having me, makes my belly flip. This man is all I've ever wanted, and I cannot believe by tonight he will officially be mine.
"Okay, well before you guys start. I at least need to do her hair." I hear the smile in Claudette's voice. My eyes open wide, looking from her to Zane. "We are doing this now?" I thought I had all day to prepare. To be honest I don't even know what the ritual for two wolves joining together is about.
Zane's hand on my chin, has me out of me head and looking up at him. "I can't wait another hour to make you mine." His thumb rubs from one side to the other, as his eyes fall to my lips. I watch in fascination as he licks his own, I can see the heat of his passion growing deep within his eyes.
He nods his head at me, "Go and let your girl do your hair. You have five minutes." The last of his words were for Claudette. As his eyes shoot behind my shoulders. "Got it." Those are the last words I hear anyone say, as she grabs a hold of my hand and pulls me along.
My eyes don't leave Zane, until we are well in the bedroom and the door is closed. "I want to do your hair in an up do." Before I can answer she's dragging me along into the bathroom, switching on the light, forcing me to close my eyes. I decide not to open them, knowing I need to calm my racing heart, and hormones coursing through my body.
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I hear her bringing a chair just behind me, she plops my ass down, and gets to work. She's pulling and prodding at my hair. Still, I continue to have my eyes closed. Although, I don't think this is helping me in the least either. I can't help but to think of all the things Zane is going to do to me tonight.
"Oh yeah, I know that look. You're thinking about all the dirty things that man is going to do to your body right now huh?" I try to hide my smile, failing miserably. "Just remember to breath. To trust him. Something tells me that he knows how to make a woman feel good." I open my eyes and look up at her just in time to see her wink at me.
With a pointed stare at the mirror, I follow her eyes, and am breathless with what I see. My reflection looks nothing like I ever have before. My hair is up and I bun, with strands pulled into ringlets around my face. I look absolutely stunning. A loud knock at the door, tells us our time is up.
She helps me up, unplugging everything she used, and takes my hands. I can see she's holding back tears, my best friend, my sister that never cries. Is fighting strong emotions for me at this moment. "No matter what, we are family. I'm always going to be right here beside you." She wraps her arms around my neck, tightly, kissing my cheek.
She pulls away wiping away the tear that is rolling down her cheek. She smiles up at me and turns the light off. Turning around, we walk out of the bathroom, open the bedroom door just in time to see Ethan with his hand held up as though he was going to knock again. His eyes are widened with a mixture of surprise and awe.
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He smiles, "You look beautiful." His words cause my cheeks to heat up once more and for me to look down at my feet, trying and failing to put my hair that is not there right now behind my ear. "He's a lucky wolf. That's for sure." He winks at me and turns to walk down the hall.
We follow him as he walks outside of the cave entrance. My eyebrows pull together in confusion. I look at Claudette and back to him, wondering what we need to go outside for? He says nothing, just tells us to keep following him. We walk for all of a couple minutes, a little further into the woods.
In the center, there stands Zane, wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. No shirt. My mouth instantly waters with hunger. Until, I see my uncle standing beside him, and the pack around them forming a circle. With a deep smile, Zane lifts his finger and beckons me to him. Without any hesitation, my feet begin to move.
Once my hand is in his, he pulls me close to his hard chest. I catch myself with my hand along his abs and muscles that make up his magnificent body. "Begin." Without another word my uncle begins to speak. Zane doesn't release me from his eyes, staring deep into mine. As though, it's only us here and everyone else has disappeared.
"This part is a little scary." He whispers to me. I want to ask what he means when my uncle hands him a knife. I want to take a step back, but he holds my wrist in a tight grip. I briefly hear Claudette say something as I hear the crunch of her feet trying to get to me. "Don't break the circle. You know he wouldn't ever hurt her." I can hear Matty whisper in her ear.
With the sound of my beating heart ringing in my ears, I watch mesmerized as he opens his palm out to me. Swallowing down my fear I lightly place my hand in his. Without breaking eye contact, I see him dip the knife down to my palm and feel a slight pain. The crimson of the little slither he left in my skin, runs down along my wrist, the droplets hitting the ground.
I watch in fascination as he does the same to his own hand, still holding me close to him his eyes. Once he slices into his palm, we bring our hands together. My uncle says something I don't quite understand, his arms out wide, his head back looking at the sky. "Now." One word is all he says, and Zane's lips come crashing down on mine.
This kiss is unlike any kiss we've shared before. There's a fire running through my veins. My whole body feels alight with a fire I can't explain. His tongue tangles with mine, fighting for dominance as my arms wrap around his neck. I don't know how long we are like this, but when I pull back, I see his eyes are golden. Further inspection, it's not the man looking at me at all. Zane's wolf has come out to play. "Run." It's all he says, and without a moment of hesitation I do as I'm told.
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