“You need blood.” His eyes bore into her. His muscles at his neck roped.
It hurt her to admit weakness. “It can wait,” she lied cursing herself. She was used to waiting until the last possible moment to drink. Mostly, because she disliked it so intensely. As a result, she was really good at keeping a handle on the urge. But she was only a vampire after all and needs were needs. If she didn’t drink within the next few hours, she would start to go into hunt mode. Claws, fangs, red eyes…it wasn’t pretty. Vampires in hunt mode were downright dangerous…not of sound mind. The thought of losing control like that scared the blood out of her, yet the thought of drinking from a wolf left her cold.
She was so screwed.
“Please. Just let me go. I beg you, Ward. Point me in the direction of civilization and I’ll be fine.”
“You’re a long way from home, vampire. Deep in the wilderness. Far away from the civilization that you are comfortable with. You wouldn’t make it halfway.”
“I bet you I would make it.”
“I don’t have to bet, because I know for a fact that you wouldn’t. It’s cold in these parts and there are creatures even a vampire would have a hard time contending with.”
“Then take me back. I can’t be here. Please.” Her chest heaved. The thought of having to stay was too much for her to bear. It was as if the realization that she was stuck in this cabin with this wolf suddenly dawned on her. Up until right now, she’d held some hope that she could get herself out of this. It was becoming abundantly clear though that she wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon and the need to drink was riding her hard. The thing she hated more than drinking was losing it and going into all out hunt mode, but she’d be damned if she’d take from a wolf. There had to be another way. If there was, she would find it.
He shook his head. “I’m sorry, I can’t.”
A curse hovered on the tip of her tongue, but she forced it down. “You don’t understand.”
His eyes softened. “Understand what? I plan on keeping you safe, on giving you everything you need to make your stay here as comfortable as possible.”
“Order the food,” she said.
Ward narrowed his eyes for a few beats. The wolf was too observant for her liking. Just when she was sure that he would interrogate her further, he nodded once. “Follow me.”
She felt her brow knit. “I thought I had to stay indoors.”
As she approached, he turned and made for the front door. Stephany moved in next to him as they arrived at the exit. Ward turned his green eyes on her for a brief second, his hand closed on her wrist. His flesh was hot to the touch, his fingers felt calloused as they brushed her skin. The musky scent of wolf enveloped her. For the first time, she realized what the scent truly encompassed. More than just musky wild animal, it was also distinctly male with earthy undertones. He must’ve showered recently, prior to her arriving, because he smelled clean with just a hint of soap. Not altogether unpleasant. In fact, the longer she stayed in the wolves company the less prominent the smell of wolf became. It was happening quicker than she thought possible. Scowling, she preferred it when the scent offended her.
Ward cracked the door just enough to put his head through. With the sheet of hard wood directly in front of her, it was impossible to see anything. Not that she really wanted to look outside anyway. What if she accidentally spotted one of those ‘secrets’ that Ward had warned her about? What could be so bad that it would warrant her having to stay indefinitely? Stephany shuddered at the thought. For what felt like the hundredth time since arriving, she wished the alpha would just let her go.