“I don’t trust your wolf, and it’s time for you to know how to control your wolf. Some of the half breeds can’t even wait to the full moon before turning.”
When they got to the top she looked down at the water below. “Why are we here?” she asked.
“It’s time for you to know how to handle yourself.”
Before she could ask what he meant, he pushed her over the edge. Screaming, Mary panicked seconds before she plunged into the water below.
Jumping over the edge, Zeke followed her down. He’d met a half breed in the city, and they’d become close. During their time together, Zeke asked the man how he’d stopped himself from the turning. The man had been bitten by a female wolf. She’d helped him through the change, but she’d been turned out by her pack for turning a mate.
Zeke didn’t have a problem with half breeds, and he was friends with the young couple. They were not part of his pack as neither of them wanted to be part of a pack.
The water surrounded him, and he pushed up to the surface, gasping for air. The rush was amazing, and he knew he’d be coming a lot more to jump over the edge. Mary screamed out, pushing the hair out of her eyes. Laughing, Zeke dipped down. The water wasn’t cold as it was turning out to be one of the hottest Augusts ever. He loved the heat as it meant not many clothes needed to be worn. The one thing he hated about life in the city was the fact he had to wear clothes to work. Zeke loved being naked, and even though he could afford not to go to work, he’d go insane if he wasn’t kept busy. Working in a busy office kept him driven and also challenged him with the noises and scents. He’d fucked plenty of women in his office, and he’d picked them out because of their response to him.
The scent of a welcoming pussy drove him insane.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” Mary asked, screaming.
He swam over to her, wrapping his arms around her, laughing. “What a rush.”
“I could have died.” She hit him hard. “I’m not some fucking rag doll you can test to see how much you can do until I break. I’m human!”
Taking hold of her face, Zeke forced her to look at him. “Is your wolf begging to get out? Are you struggling to keep the little bitch contained?”
She paused in fighting him.
“See, she’s not there, is she? You can think without having to deal with her clawing her way out of you.” He stared into her eyes knowing what he said was the truth.
“How? Only allowing the change has done that.” She was swimming with him without trying to get away.
“You gave your body the same rush the wolf needs. You’ve put her to bed. I’m not saying it will last, and I wouldn’t advise jumping off a building onto concrete, but there are ways and means for you to survive without turning.”
Mary ran her hand over her face pushing the loose strands of hair out of the way.
Staring into her dark brown eyes, Zeke wanted to see those eyes begging him to fuck her. Taking hold of her arm, he moved toward the edge and climbed out, picking her up out of the water. The shirt she wore clung to her curves, showing off the hard buds of her nipples. What would she taste like?
No, he wasn’t going to have a taste of her now. He scented her innocence, and taking her outside wouldn’t be the best idea he had.
“It’s time for us to go.” He kept hold of her arm as he walked back to where his car was parked. Zeke had planned the attack long ago, and tonight he’d made sure to hide any scent of his approach with the fumes from the car. Wolves wouldn’t have suspected anything from cars. The fumes had given him and his pack the time to get close before they struck.