His Wolf (Wolf of My Heart) Read Online Free Page B

Sasparilla Sam's written on it in gold saloon style letters. "I could use some jeans, too. And shoes. I need to go get my things out of that stupid log."
    Erik peeked over his shoulder and seeing that I was fairly decent in a shirt that came halfway to my knees, slowly turned. "No jeans of mine will fit you."
    "Hm." I picked soggy grass out of my ginger curls as I thought. "Are you sure? I mean, don't you have a belt or something that would keep them up at least long enough for me to find my bag?"
    "I have some sweats with a drawstring waist." He clearly didn't think I'd go for it.
    But that worked for me. "Perfect!"
    "And some rubber boots. Maybe if you wore a lot of socks."
    I glanced down at his size twelves . Not in a million, but I wasn't going to admit it. "Great. Would you get them, please?"
    Looking doubtful, he left me again, but soon returned with the sweats. I took my time pulling them on, tightening the drawstring, and then rolling up the hems about ten inches. I next took the socks he held, or tried to.
    He wouldn't let them go. "Are you for real?"
    I flicked his ear with my finger.
    "Ouch!"
    "Real enough for you? Now give me the freakin ' socks." Though the boots were still huge on my feet once I tried them on, they would just have to do until I reclaimed my Nike's. Hoping the sweats I'd stuffed into the tops would help them stay on, I tied the laces really tight and clomped toward the door.
    "Where're you going?"
    "To get my things."
    "I meant where, exactly, are they?"
    "About five feet from that stupid trap."
    "Okay. I'll come with you."
    "There's no need. I know you have stuff to do."
    He shook his head and took the lead. "Nah. I'm in. Just gotta find my knit cap, which is what I came back for."
    I think the walk back through the woods was even worse than the previous one to his house. Though Erik had loaned me a sweatshirt, I quickly chilled. He tried to give me his coat. I wouldn't take it.
    The snow that was just a spitting flake or two when we left the house became a blinding flurry before we reached the halfway mark. I fell twice, the last time taking Erik down with me. Then I had to put on the boot that had done the tripping before he could pull me, moaning and groaning, to my feet.
    But we finally found my log. Erik watched with interest while I dragged my backpack out and opened it, quickly digging around for my hoodie, which I pulled on over his shirt. I gratefully ditched the boots and then his sweats, slipping on my own things, while Erik stood by in silence. Lastly, I put on my Nikes only to take them off again and remove a couple of pairs of the socks so they wouldn't be too tight.
    I crammed the sweats into the bag, but the boots wouldn't begin to fit. Erik wordlessly took them from me, knotted the strings, and draped them over his shoulder. I zipped up and started to hoist the backpack.
    He nixed that, too, taking it from me and slinging one strap over his shoulder. "Where's this truck of yours?"
    I looked around and then pointed. "That way, I think. I was a little confused, and it was dark."
    Even with me wearing shoes that fit, it took a good thirty minutes to get to the truck. I did not remember walking that long before I shifted the night before, which made it a miracle that we found it. In daylight, it looked as if a giant had wadded up the vehicle in his fist and thrown it like a piece of trash. When I realized how close to death I'd come, I almost hurled. I honestly couldn't imagine anyone surviving to walk away.
    "Wow," said Erik, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're one lucky girl."
    "Yeah. I can't believe I'm alive."
    "Me, either. You must have a guardian angel. Or maybe it was that goddess you're kin to. What was her name?"
    "Danu."
    "That's the one."
    Since I'd claimed more familiarity with that ancient deity than actually existed, I doubted his theory. All I knew about Danu was what I'd read on the internet. But I silently thanked her anyway just in case. Wondering if I'd left