through the country road leading up to the mansion, his pack home. He didn’t want to bombard her with people, Maker only knew if he went through the front entrance, the whole pack would be hanging around somewhere and would want to find out who she was. He headed around the rear entrance, turning right off the main road and onto the bumpy back track. Abruptly the scent of fear washed through the car, filling his nostrils.
He turned his gaze to Tam, who was staring around them with wide eyes.
‘It’s OK, we live out in the middle of the woods; it’s pack-land.’
‘OK.’ He could see her gaze was filled with a mixture of fear and awe. Carefully he bumped the car through the woodland, stopping briefly at the large, rusty gates at the back; he watched the camera do a sweep of his car, and the little light turned green before the gates swung open allowing him entry. Security was everything here. Finally he pulled up to the small car park at the back of the clinic. The mansion was nowhere in sight from here, only the boxy warehouse extension that made up the clinic. Even so, Tamriel was taking it all in, her eyes scanning the area.
Climbing out, he walked around to the other side of his Range Rover and swung open the passenger side door. Carefully he shifted around, ready to pick Tamriel up and carry her inside.
‘Ready?’ Leyth nodded at her.
‘Yup.’
He leant forward, brushing a stray strand of that silky black hair behind her ear. He didn’t even realise he was doing it, until the heat of her brushed his hand as she pressed her cheek lightly into his palm.
Instinctively he leant further forward, until she was only inches from him.
Lord almighty, he wanted to kiss those lips.
‘Leyth?’ she whispered, her breath hot against his lips as she spoke.
‘Yeah.’ Christ, all he needed to do was lean forward, just a fraction more, and he would be on her, he would be tasting that beautiful mouth of hers.
‘You gonna take me inside?’ she asked softly, snapping him back to reality.
Crap, that was close. What the hell was it about this female that made him almost lose control so easily?
‘Sure,’ he grunted, clearing his throat and snapping his hand away from her, a little more violently than was really necessary. Her green eyes locked on to his as he retreated, both emotionally and physically.
She looked startled, and maybe a little hurt.
‘OK.’ She cleared her throat, her hands twisting in her lap. He leant forward once more, keeping his mind on the ball and not allowing himself to think of anything other than getting her inside to see Doc. Shifting a little, he hauled her gently into his arms, ignoring her warm scent as it filled his nose and keeping his eyes away from her. He shot through the parking lot and in through the side door into the clinic. Once inside, he didn’t give her time to look around or for anyone to notice he was home, he just carried her straight into one of the medical rooms lining this half of the mansion and closed the door.
Leyth pulled his phone out and sent a quick text to Doc, telling him to get his arse here ASAP. This awkward silence was killing him.
‘Can they use their um, “abilities” when the Circle has taken them over?’ Tamriel asked, touching the metal gurney he’d placed her on. He was pretty sure she was trying desperately to fill the silence with conversation.
‘Yes. Well, no. The problem is, the magi who control the tomb can’t use their abilities properly. Have you ever watched a werewolf horror movie? You know where they make wolves out to be like a human-wolf monster?’
‘Yeah, like a hairy person with a wolf head and massive claws?’
‘Yup. That’s what a tuhrned wolf looks like. Half shifted, it’s creepy.’
‘Sounds it.’ He watched her as her eyes scanned the room, she was literally the strongest female he’d ever come across. Calm and controlled even in a situation as crazy as this one.
As Leyth waited for Doc, he racked his
He turned his gaze to Tam, who was staring around them with wide eyes.
‘It’s OK, we live out in the middle of the woods; it’s pack-land.’
‘OK.’ He could see her gaze was filled with a mixture of fear and awe. Carefully he bumped the car through the woodland, stopping briefly at the large, rusty gates at the back; he watched the camera do a sweep of his car, and the little light turned green before the gates swung open allowing him entry. Security was everything here. Finally he pulled up to the small car park at the back of the clinic. The mansion was nowhere in sight from here, only the boxy warehouse extension that made up the clinic. Even so, Tamriel was taking it all in, her eyes scanning the area.
Climbing out, he walked around to the other side of his Range Rover and swung open the passenger side door. Carefully he shifted around, ready to pick Tamriel up and carry her inside.
‘Ready?’ Leyth nodded at her.
‘Yup.’
He leant forward, brushing a stray strand of that silky black hair behind her ear. He didn’t even realise he was doing it, until the heat of her brushed his hand as she pressed her cheek lightly into his palm.
Instinctively he leant further forward, until she was only inches from him.
Lord almighty, he wanted to kiss those lips.
‘Leyth?’ she whispered, her breath hot against his lips as she spoke.
‘Yeah.’ Christ, all he needed to do was lean forward, just a fraction more, and he would be on her, he would be tasting that beautiful mouth of hers.
‘You gonna take me inside?’ she asked softly, snapping him back to reality.
Crap, that was close. What the hell was it about this female that made him almost lose control so easily?
‘Sure,’ he grunted, clearing his throat and snapping his hand away from her, a little more violently than was really necessary. Her green eyes locked on to his as he retreated, both emotionally and physically.
She looked startled, and maybe a little hurt.
‘OK.’ She cleared her throat, her hands twisting in her lap. He leant forward once more, keeping his mind on the ball and not allowing himself to think of anything other than getting her inside to see Doc. Shifting a little, he hauled her gently into his arms, ignoring her warm scent as it filled his nose and keeping his eyes away from her. He shot through the parking lot and in through the side door into the clinic. Once inside, he didn’t give her time to look around or for anyone to notice he was home, he just carried her straight into one of the medical rooms lining this half of the mansion and closed the door.
Leyth pulled his phone out and sent a quick text to Doc, telling him to get his arse here ASAP. This awkward silence was killing him.
‘Can they use their um, “abilities” when the Circle has taken them over?’ Tamriel asked, touching the metal gurney he’d placed her on. He was pretty sure she was trying desperately to fill the silence with conversation.
‘Yes. Well, no. The problem is, the magi who control the tomb can’t use their abilities properly. Have you ever watched a werewolf horror movie? You know where they make wolves out to be like a human-wolf monster?’
‘Yeah, like a hairy person with a wolf head and massive claws?’
‘Yup. That’s what a tuhrned wolf looks like. Half shifted, it’s creepy.’
‘Sounds it.’ He watched her as her eyes scanned the room, she was literally the strongest female he’d ever come across. Calm and controlled even in a situation as crazy as this one.
As Leyth waited for Doc, he racked his
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