New Wolf novel Chapter 99

I smiled. "Where?"

"It's a surprise. Meet me at the back at 10, and dress nice,"

I smirked. "Don't I always?"

"Yes, you do." He grabbed my waist and kissed my neck.

I giggled. "Stop, they'll hear us."

"They're probably asleep by now."

"Sage!" I laughed, as he nipped at my neck. "Don't!" I tried to wiggle from his grasp. "You'll leave a mark!"

"That was my intention." he whispered slyly.

"No." I slid to the other end of the bath. I turned around and faced him, my face determined not to give in. "I'm not walking around with that on my neck.

He smirked at me, his eyes shifting to my neck then back to my face.

"You didn't!" I gasped. "I can't believe you! Did you forget what happened when your dad walked in on us?"

"I didn't," he said softly, drawing in closer to me. "Which reminds of a little, unfinished business."

I was going to be training with Troy in a little while, something I still don't know if I'm comfortable with. I don't know if I'm more scared of what I'll do or what I'll become. In my memories, I always seemed like a predator. I was patient with my prey, never careless. When I killed, it was like drowning a fish. I was flexible, I took the extra time to make sure the deed was done with an accuracy like profession.

I lifted away from him, suddenly disgusted with myself. I felt that if I laid there I would darken Sage's heart, that I would taint him somehow.

"You won't lose yourself." He said.

Wordlessly, I left the room. A part of me wanted to believe that it was true, but there were certain things that a person can be sure about. And my lack of self-control was one of them. Even if I manage to refrain from giving into the dark, it's never always that easy, there must be something else to lose...

As I headed for the stairs, I heard giggling spilling from the ajar door of Nichole's room. I crossed over and stared through the small crack with a reserved feeling in my chest. As Scott pinned her down, he was leaving wet belly farts all over her stomach as she thrashed beneath him. There was something about them that I always seem to find myself envying. With everything going on, especially with a baby on the way, they've found a way to remain porous and benevolent. Their affection towards one another was something you'd want to model after. They made it seem so easy, so forgiving, but it wasn't. I've been trying so hard to find a reason to let Sage in completely but I can't. It's not that I don't trust him, it's because I do. It's easier talking to someone who doesn't make your heart beat faster or fidget just writing your own name. It's easier talking to someone who's thoughts and judgment doesn't matter almost first to your own. But it's harder because anyone else wouldn't understand like he would, they can't comfort me like he would, they won't connect with me like he would.