The Wolf Inside Me (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Celene Lowe
a low sound come from his direction.
"Selina?" His voice was sharp. It was the first time we had spoken in a while and the way he said my name was alarming.
I hurried over to the boulder, but I couldn't pull myself up. "Zev?" I heard a note of panic in my voice. Tension was radiating off of him.
He knelt down and grabbed my hand. I felt myself lifted easily, landing on the top of the boulder, suddenly startled by how high we were above the forest floor. The great expanse of trees swept out ahead of us like a great carpet. "Are we lost?" I gulped, feeling slightly panicked at the sight of that green ocean.
"Of course not," he rumbled.
"Then why are you nervous?" I asked.
He looked at me sharply. "Why do you think I'm nervous?"
I fluttered my hands again. His nearness was making it almost impossible not to reach out and touch him. "Your eyes," I answered lamely, even though tension was written in every muscle of his body.
He inhaled again. "I'm not nervous," he rumbled, his voice a low growl that rippled through me like water. "We just need to move faster."
"Why?"
He paused, his green eyes moving over me like he was trying to figure something out. "Because," he finally replied. "This isn't our territory."
"What?"
But he was already leaping down to the other side of the boulder. I leaned over the edge and looked down at him. He was waiting, expectantly.
"I can't do that!" I protested.
"I think you can Selina, you're more capable than you know."
"How do you know that?"
His easy grin broke through the tension in his face. "I can sense it," he smiled.
That same comfortable feeling of protection washed through me again. Sliding forward, I reached out with my toe and prodded the seemingly sheer rock face until I found a small lip. I eased myself down, scraping my back against the rock as I did. But the pride on his face made me stifle the urge to cry out. I slid my other leg down, hoping to find another toehold.
As I stretched out, the granite under my fingertips suddenly crumbled away. I pitched forward with a yell as I fell straight down, head first towards the boulder strewn forest floor. I squeezed my eyes shut and shrieked, waiting for the impact that never came.
Instead I found myself scooped up in Zev's arms. He had caught me easily, like I weighed no more than a feather. As I lay cradled in his arms, he looked down at me.
Suddenly there was nothing else in the world but his face. The forest died away, and the sounds faded until there was only him and his green eyes searching me. My heart sounded loudly in my ears and I inhaled the heady mix of scents that surrounded him. There was the smell of the forest and the clean, manly scent of his sweat. But underneath all of that was something else. Something primal. A musky, wild scent that I could almost taste on my tongue.
My body responded to it without my heart understanding. I inhaled him, letting the smell wash over my tongue and through my body and my cells came alive when it touched them. Suddenly everything was clearer and brighter. The whole world was cast in bright, high relief.
And then there was a sound, a low sound, a rumbling bass like the start of an earthquake. Zev's face seemed to waver in front of me, suddenly indistinct. It shimmered and shifted like something underwater. It should have been terrifying but I was only focused on those green eyes.
"I knew it," came the growl.
From somewhere outside of myself I knew that he wasn't actually speaking. It was a voice in my head as clear as if he had shouted into my ear, but he hadn't said a word. I had only heard his thoughts.
"What did you know?" I answered him.
He set me down. As soon as my feet touched the earth, he had me pressed up against the boulder. Still keeping me pinned to him, he lifted his hand. I cringed in spite of myself, steeling myself for a blow, or a slap of some kind.
Instead he touched my forehead. Then he softly brushed my hair out of my eyes and smoothed it down. Before
"Selina?" His voice was sharp. It was the first time we had spoken in a while and the way he said my name was alarming.
I hurried over to the boulder, but I couldn't pull myself up. "Zev?" I heard a note of panic in my voice. Tension was radiating off of him.
He knelt down and grabbed my hand. I felt myself lifted easily, landing on the top of the boulder, suddenly startled by how high we were above the forest floor. The great expanse of trees swept out ahead of us like a great carpet. "Are we lost?" I gulped, feeling slightly panicked at the sight of that green ocean.
"Of course not," he rumbled.
"Then why are you nervous?" I asked.
He looked at me sharply. "Why do you think I'm nervous?"
I fluttered my hands again. His nearness was making it almost impossible not to reach out and touch him. "Your eyes," I answered lamely, even though tension was written in every muscle of his body.
He inhaled again. "I'm not nervous," he rumbled, his voice a low growl that rippled through me like water. "We just need to move faster."
"Why?"
He paused, his green eyes moving over me like he was trying to figure something out. "Because," he finally replied. "This isn't our territory."
"What?"
But he was already leaping down to the other side of the boulder. I leaned over the edge and looked down at him. He was waiting, expectantly.
"I can't do that!" I protested.
"I think you can Selina, you're more capable than you know."
"How do you know that?"
His easy grin broke through the tension in his face. "I can sense it," he smiled.
That same comfortable feeling of protection washed through me again. Sliding forward, I reached out with my toe and prodded the seemingly sheer rock face until I found a small lip. I eased myself down, scraping my back against the rock as I did. But the pride on his face made me stifle the urge to cry out. I slid my other leg down, hoping to find another toehold.
As I stretched out, the granite under my fingertips suddenly crumbled away. I pitched forward with a yell as I fell straight down, head first towards the boulder strewn forest floor. I squeezed my eyes shut and shrieked, waiting for the impact that never came.
Instead I found myself scooped up in Zev's arms. He had caught me easily, like I weighed no more than a feather. As I lay cradled in his arms, he looked down at me.
Suddenly there was nothing else in the world but his face. The forest died away, and the sounds faded until there was only him and his green eyes searching me. My heart sounded loudly in my ears and I inhaled the heady mix of scents that surrounded him. There was the smell of the forest and the clean, manly scent of his sweat. But underneath all of that was something else. Something primal. A musky, wild scent that I could almost taste on my tongue.
My body responded to it without my heart understanding. I inhaled him, letting the smell wash over my tongue and through my body and my cells came alive when it touched them. Suddenly everything was clearer and brighter. The whole world was cast in bright, high relief.
And then there was a sound, a low sound, a rumbling bass like the start of an earthquake. Zev's face seemed to waver in front of me, suddenly indistinct. It shimmered and shifted like something underwater. It should have been terrifying but I was only focused on those green eyes.
"I knew it," came the growl.
From somewhere outside of myself I knew that he wasn't actually speaking. It was a voice in my head as clear as if he had shouted into my ear, but he hadn't said a word. I had only heard his thoughts.
"What did you know?" I answered him.
He set me down. As soon as my feet touched the earth, he had me pressed up against the boulder. Still keeping me pinned to him, he lifted his hand. I cringed in spite of myself, steeling myself for a blow, or a slap of some kind.
Instead he touched my forehead. Then he softly brushed my hair out of my eyes and smoothed it down. Before
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