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Hunter chuckles but doesn’t say anything else to tease me. Instead, we walk through the forest in comfortable silence until we reach my grandmother’s cottage.
When we arrive at the little house, a sense of foreboding comes over me when I see my bag and basket sitting on the front step. Tugging my hands free, I hurry through the garden gate to the door. I try to turn the latch, but it’s blocked from the inside. Worried, I bang on the door.
“Vera! Are you all right?”
The small window next to the front door cracks open, revealing my grandmother wrapped in a blanket. Her hair is mussed, and her shoulders are bare.
“What’s going on?” I ask, my eyes narrowing. She looks like she’s been doing exactly what I’ve been doing out in the woods.
“Scarlett, sweetheart, I’m sorry, but you’ll need to stay with a friend for a couple of days. I was mixing up a, uh, well, a lust potion and things went a tad bit awry. The magic is all over the house. If you come in, it will affect you, too.”
“Vera, my cock is aching for you again.”
I can’t control the wide-eyed stare I give her at the male voice coming from inside the cottage. My cheeks heat when he calls out a few salacious suggestions of how she can alleviate his discomfort.
“By the goddess,” I whisper. I didn’t need to know any of this about my grandmother.
“Just come back in two days,” Vera hisses at me. “It should have worn off by then.”
Without waiting for my answer, she shuts the window and locks it. As she walks away, I can hear her call out, “Coming, Byron.”
Frozen in shock, I stare at the window for a moment longer.
When I turn around, I can see Hunter fighting a smile, while Conall just looks confused.
“You’re welcome to stay at my cottage,” Hunter says. “For as long as you need.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “And will I truly be sleeping in my bed alone?”
“If that’s what you want,” he answers.
“In my own room?”
“Of course.”
“Are you lying to me?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “No. I have two spare rooms.” Hunter glances at Conall. “There’s space for you as well.”
Conall nods. “If she stays, so will I.”
As one, they turn to look at me. “Fine. It’s not as if I have anywhere else to go.”
Hunter’s smile is huge as he comes over and picks up my bag. Conall is right next to him, grabbing my basket and canvas bag from the front step.
“Let’s go.”
Feeling more off balance than ever before, I follow them into the forest.
Chapter Ten
Conall
My mate is quiet as we walk through the forest.
The scent of her arousal on my hand and the taste of her on my tongue make it difficult to think clearly. Though my wolf is extremely satisfied with himself, he’s also hungry for more of her.
She melted so sweetly for me the first time. I want to make her climax again, this time on my tongue. I want to taste it from the source. To drink down every ounce of her pleasure.
