Cowboy Bikers MC Werewolves - Esther E. Schmidt Page 0,10
was part human, part witch, and half guardian. I’d say he wouldn’t mind his daughter hooking up with a werewolf.” I slowly close the distance between us and whisper right next to her ear, “One who can make his daughter’s guardian wolf purr.”
“I. Do. Not. Purr. Cats purr. Neither dogs nor wolves freaking purr,” she huffs, or at least she tries to but it comes out breathlessly.
My cock is nestled against her belly and even the thin fabric of her sundress doesn’t diminish the heat building between us. And it would be very damn easy to guide her sundress up, slide her panties to the side and bury myself in her tight pussy. But her words mean something; she’s not some woman, she’s my woman.
One I will commit to the rest of my life. And since we’re immortal it’s a long-ass time. With her living a human life for years and being a mixture of breeds, I know very well what she means by telling me it’s hard for her to comprehend.
“Okay, you didn’t purr, but the underlying chuffing sound I picked up was wolf-like and coming from you. And I can’t wait to go for a run together.” I brush my lips against the skin where her neck meets her collarbone. “We will find your strength. We will be one. And we will find our way. We were meant to walk side by side, Ophelia. Either placing one foot in front of the other or pushing our paws into the dirt.”
I tear myself away from her and stalk out of the kitchen. Heading for the bedroom I storm inside and grab some jeans. Pulling them on, I walk into the bathroom to splash some water on my face. Rubbing myself dry, I throw the towel into the hamper and head back to the kitchen.
Opal is sitting at the table and is sipping a bottle of water. Our gaze collides and there’s a hint of vulnerability simmering in hers when she asks, “Do you really think I can shift into a guardian form?”
I take a seat across from her and nod. “I sensed your inner wolf the first time we met. The second time was outside, just now, when you put your hands on my wolf form. You fucking purred.”
She points a finger at me. “Wolves. Do. Not. Purr. We’re not telling anyone about us being eternal mates, and we’re not mating any time soon either, not until I can shift.”
The corner of my mouth twitches. As if there’s such a thing as ignoring or rejecting your eternal mate. But again, she has lived a human life for many years. Though, I have an underlying suspicion this is about showing her family she’s able to since they might have given up on her shifting into a wolf and want to support her by letting her chase her own dreams.
And to be honest, why should they put unnecessary pressure on someone when you’re unable to trigger a shift? I mean, the sole reason I was able to sense her wolf was because it recognized mine as its mate.
“Whatever you want, I’m yours,” I tell her in all sincerity.
She rolls her eyes but turns serious the next instant. “The reason I came here was also because of Allen Miles, or Melvin Parkers, one and the same and a few more other names he used. He was found dead two days ago. Two towns over and do you want to hear something crazy?”
I raise my eyebrow, curious what else she found out since the information about Allen being dead comes as an unexpected surprise.
“They ruled it as an animal attack.”
“You’re fucking kidding me,” I grunt.
“Nope.” She pops the P and continues. “And there’s more. All the money he squeezed from people who filed a report against him? Gone. I’ve called my dad and asked if he could put a few feelers out if there was any supernatural activity in the area.”
“And?” I growl, getting pissed and deep down already know the answer.
“He called me back about an hour ago. There’s a rumor about a rogue werewolf extorting humans. They haven’t been able to locate the one responsible but the so-called animal attacks are getting out of hand.” Her face sparks with pride when she says, “My father handed me the responsibility to solve the case.”
Her grin is contagious and I shoot her a smile. “Sounds like your father is a smart man, leaving it in his daughter’s very capable hands and brain.”
Her cheeks