frame pushed out from the brick. Four rectangular depressions added depth, but the knob never appeared on my side. I heard the lock turn, and the click of the latch pulling away. The person on the other side started to creep the door open. I plastered myself against the adjoining wall.
I slowed my breathing, but could do nothing for my racing heart. A rather tall woman walked in. Her hair was thick, sleek, and a rich, dark brown. I watched as her head turned towards my empty bed. Her waist-length hair screened her body from my view, but she stood tall, and her back straight. She had sleek black pants with sharp, ironed creases. I wanted to shake my head at her. I couldn’t focus through the static electricity feeling that was in full force. It was almost uncomfortable to be around.
Her head tilted for a second. Could she hear my pounding heart? She let out a little sigh. She pivoted and turned right to me. She stood with her hands on her hips as she sized me up.
What was that smell? She was no were. The perfume she wore was overwhelming. It clogged my nostrils, making me want to cough out the scent now coating my throat. I wasn’t sure what to expect but she turned to me and raised an eyebrow, looking unimpressed and slightly annoyed.
“Why aren’t you in bed?”
The woman’s voice was lighter than I expected it to be. I looked at her predatory litheness. It made me cautious. Add to that the energy buzzed over my skin, and my teeth were set on edge. There was something about her. I scrunched my nose in disgust at her. She was taller than me, especially with the deadly looking heels she wore. I stared at them a second longer convinced they were weapons, not shoes.
“Who are you?” I demanded.
I pulled myself away from the wall. It was lit by a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling, and an unvarnished nightstand, it looked light enough for me to lift. There was a possibility that I could use it as a weapon. But I wasn’t sure if I would be fast enough. I kept on eye on the woman and moved away from her. She laughed lightly, but her eyes were empty of humor. She looked deadly, but also like she was planning something.
“I wouldn’t do that, love,” she said with a light warning.
“Do what?” I growled, wishing I could feel my wolf. It would be a great comfort to feel her nearness.
“Try to harm me in anyway. Oh love, there is so much you don’t know.”
For a split second her eyes went soft as she watched me. I didn’t trust her, and just as I thought, as soon as they softened, they hardened again. I felt her gaze sweep over me. For some reason she was familiar to me. Like she knew me.
“My, how you have grown,” she said. Her appraisal of me was starting to get under my skin. I didn’t know her and yet she acted so familiar.
“Who are you?” I demanded again.
My teeth clenched with the reflex to snap my teeth at her. I didn’t realize how wolf-like some of my actions were becoming until I was around someone who wasn’t wolf. If I had snapped my teeth at Hunter, he would have understood the anger behind the actions. This woman didn’t have any idea what I was communicating.
“In due time, love. In due time.”
Her words felt like a slime against my skin, a dark promise. One that I wanted nothing to do with. The woman was gorgeous, there was no ignoring that. Her eyes were dark chocolate brown, matching her hair color. Her lips were full, the bottom just a little plumper than the top, and her cheekbones were high, and sharp. She tapped a long tipped finger nail against her chin delicately as she looked at me with narrowed eyes.
“Ah, yes. I know what to do with you.”
She dropped her hand and moved towards me. I backed away quickly and looked for something to grab. The only thing around was the nightstand. I clutched at its top drawer.
I didn’t know what else to do. I ripped it out and held it up like a ramming bat. She tsked at me and waved one hand at the drawer in my hands. Weight disappeared in my hand and I was left staring at nothing.
I looked back at her. The drawer was now in her hands. My