FOUR
I didn’t openmy eyes, but they opened anyway. I found myself peering at the man on the floor beside me, where the wolf had been before. When I tried to turn my head, it didn’t turn.
Shit.
Logic told me that meant I was officially in wolf form, though I didn’t understand what that really meant. I’d hung up on Del every time she tried to explain it to me—not my proudest moments—but I had been miserable, and sleep-deprived, on top of being stressed as hell about the wolf thing.
So yeah, I didn’t know what was going on, but I didn’t seem to have any control over my body.
The wolf stepped over to the man sleeping on the floor. I hadn’t gotten a good look at him before his eyes turned red and I got the hell out of the wedding, but he was gorgeous. Light skin, long and shaggy dark hair that fell around his shoulders, and a jaw so chiseled he could’ve cut chocolate with it.
Why was I thinking about chocolate?
My stomach growled.
Shit; I was hungry.
Or the wolf was hungry.
Was she me?
Was I her?
I had no damned idea what to think about the whole situation.
But considering I could still think, I was pretty sure I was still alive, so that was good.
The wolf dropped to her belly beside the guy and licked his face.
He didn’t so much as budge.
On second thought, I was pretty sure he was snoring softly. If I liked men, that would’ve been cute.
But I didn’t like men.
Okay, that didn’t come out right.
I wasn’t attracted to women, not that there would be anything wrong if I was. I was attracted to men. I just thought that in general, they were all assholes, so I didn’t like them despite that attraction.
And with this guy, there was a lot of attraction.
His name was a bit weird—Zed—but it actually fit him pretty well. There was something unique about his appearance that I liked more than I should’ve.
Rather than feeding my growling stomach—her growling stomach—our growling stomach? The wolf just sat there and stared at Zed.
And stared.
And stared.
And eventually, his arm draped over her back, and he snuggled her close. Then she fell asleep, and dragged me into the dark nothingness of unconsciousness with her.
“Shit, he must’ve bit her,”someone said in the doorway.
The wolf who had hijacked my body lifted her head and growled before she’d even seen who was there.
Her stomach growled even louder than she did.
“How long have they been out?” a male voice asked. “She’s got to be starving.”