New Wolf novel Chapter 92

I chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind."

"So you ready? I'm not trying to die here if you hesitate."

"You didn't say you'd die!"

"I was joking." he held up his hand in surrender. "It's just a joke. I was trying to get you to relax."

"Good job." I snorted.

"I'm sorry, but seriously, though, relax. I'm gonna get behind you now so don't move."

I felt his hard chest pushed up against my back and I squirmed at the feeling of him. His arms arced at my sides ever so lightly and I was beginning to think he was being more touchy than needed. Suddenly I felt something pressing against the small of my back and I didn't need to think twice to know what it was.

"Jacob," I merely said.

"What?"

"You know what!" I quickly said."You, know."

He laughed. "It's not my fault I like you. My body especially."

My I bit the inside of my bottom lip in irritation, hoping my flushed face would die down. If Sage was here, he'd be buried where he stood right now. Or at least where he sat. "Let's just get it over with." I huffed.

"So sweet yet so demanding."

"I am not demanding."

"Denial." he sang.

"Don't let me hurt you."

He now wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me a squeeze. My breathing stopped and it was like my body seized up at that moment due to the lack of oxygen in circulation.

It felt so wrong.

"Define hurt."

"How about my foot up your ass?"

"So you're into foot sex huh? Naughty aren't we Miss Greenbay." he clicked his tongue. "I didn't know you had that side to you."

I ripped his hands from his body and leaped away from him. "Are you forgetting the situation here!"

Swoosh. Thunk.

It was as if I'd seen this before that when it happen, my knees didn't buckle down in shock or trauma, but I was still freaking out!

"Get it outta me!" Jacob groaned, clawing at his back.

"I'm sorry!" I flapped my arms around like a bird. I heard a distanced crash behind me but it was too far away to have me curious. "Turn around and let me see it."

Okay... so here's the part that kind of made my knees buckle. It's was in there pretty deep but at least it didn't pierce right through. It was already bleeding a lot so who knows how that thing is lodged. And most disturbingly, it was smoking, but I didn't want to tell him that. If he ends up panicking, it's going to be harder to get it out.

I just hope he doesn't smell burnt skin.

"Worst. A lion-wolf."

"A what?"

"You know what a mountain lion is right?"

"Yeah."

"Imagine one of those, but with werewolf genes. The first time I saw one was when Liam took me out here to train, but they usually stay to the dryer side of the woods. It can't see or hear anything but it smells you. As soon as it picked up a scent it likes, it sees a color that identified that scent and only that scent."

"Are freaking kidding me? Why couldn't it be a deer or something!"

"I don't understand why this one is alone, though. Because of their wolf side, they travel in a pack, even if they got separated, the others would usually find them. Unless its a rouge."

I took a peek over my shoulder and regretting passing that net. I'd take Troy any day.

What, the holy hell, is that thing?

It was three feet tall. It had a golden sheet of fur with brown specks going down its feet. Its tusks were long and sharp, with a hint orangey-yellow stains that I assume was from its previous kill. It's tail danced behind it as it lodged its claws into the ground before it's back arched downward.

"Why is it just standing there?"

"It knows we see it. It's waiting for us to run."

"Like the chase..."

"Yeah. If this one had a pack then we might have a chance of escaping. But if it's a rouge then we might as well roll over and be done. They're more sinister and deadly because they have two animalistic sides steering them. It's kill or be killed to them, and if it's not for food, then it's just for the blood."