Excerpt:
If I’d known it
could be like this and that she’d wanted it too, I would’ve kissed her ages
ago. I mentally kicked myself for wasting all those weeks when we could’ve been
doing this the entire time.
Her hand crept
up under my shirt and her fingers trailed along my back. Goosebumps danced on
my skin. She pressed closer against me and I took the kiss deeper, letting
loose my weeks of pent up craving for her.
I didn’t think
life could get any more perfect than being with Cindy. And I no longer yearned
for a normal life. I wanted things to stay exactly as they were at that moment.
With my Cinderella.
Forever.
A soft moan
erupted from my throat when she angled her face to take the kiss still deeper.
I slid my arms around her waist and the tips of my fingers inched up underneath
her tank top.
She shivered.
But it wasn’t a
usual shiver. Her whole body began to tremble and I nearly lost my hold on her.
I pulled back. Cindy’s eyes grew huge and her pupils dilated.
She threw her
head back, her limbs vibrating as she growled. No, not a growl. It was more
like a dull roar, full of pain and anguish. Was she… was my Cindy about to turn
into a werewolf? Or was it something else? Maybe if I held her again, whatever
was happening to her might stop. I lunged for her.
“Get away from
me!” Sobbing, she shoved me back, but in the process, one of her claws raked
across my chest.
I flinched, as
blood beaded on my skin. A little scratch wasn’t going to stop me though. Not
when Cindy needed my help. I stepped forward again.
Her lips curled
up, exposing long, growing teeth and she shrieked. Yeah, she’d hit werewolf
maturity all right. But she hadn’t completely morphed. Just her teeth and
nails. Maybe if I calmed her, she could prevent it from progressing. I wrapped
my arms around her waist, as I’d done just moments ago, and pulled her close.
She shrieked
again, then searing pain shot through my arm.
Werewolf bite.
Oh, crap. My dad was going to kill me… unless the werewolf virus beat him to
it.
The forest spun
around me and I couldn’t keep my eyelids up. My muscles went lax and when the
ground rose to slam against me, I didn’t feel a thing.
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