Zeke didn’t have a problem with half breeds, and he was friends with the young couple. They were not part of his pack as neither of them wanted to be part of a pack.
The water surrounded him, and he pushed up to the surface, gasping for air. The rush was amazing, and he knew he’d be coming a lot more to jump over the edge. Mary screamed out, pushing the hair out of her eyes. Laughing, Zeke dipped down. The water wasn’t cold as it was turning out to be one of the hottest Augusts ever. He loved the heat as it meant not many clothes needed to be worn. The one thing he hated about life in the city was the fact he had to wear clothes to work. Zeke loved being naked, and even though he could afford not to go to work, he’d go insane if he wasn’t kept busy. Working in a busy office kept him driven and also challenged him with the noises and scents. He’d fucked plenty of women in his office, and he’d picked them out because of their response to him.
The scent of a welcoming pussy drove him insane.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” Mary asked, screaming.
He swam over to her, wrapping his arms around her, laughing. “What a rush.”
“I could have died.” She hit him hard. “I’m not some fucking rag doll you can test to see how much you can do until I break. I’m human!”
Taking hold of her face, Zeke forced her to look at him. “Is your wolf begging to get out? Are you struggling to keep the little bitch contained?”
She paused in fighting him.
“See, she’s not there, is she? You can think without having to deal with her clawing her way out of you.” He stared into her eyes knowing what he said was the truth.
“How? Only allowing the change has done that.” She was swimming with him without trying to get away.
“You gave your body the same rush the wolf needs. You’ve put her to bed. I’m not saying it will last, and I wouldn’t advise jumping off a building onto concrete, but there are ways and means for you to survive without turning.”
Mary ran her hand over her face pushing the loose strands of hair out of the way.
Staring into her dark brown eyes, Zeke wanted to see those eyes begging him to fuck her. Taking hold of her arm, he moved toward the edge and climbed out, picking her up out of the water. The shirt she wore clung to her curves, showing off the hard buds of her nipples. What would she taste like?
No, he wasn’t going to have a taste of her now. He scented her innocence, and taking her outside wouldn’t be the best idea he had.
“It’s time for us to go.” He kept hold of her arm as he walked back to where his car was parked. Zeke had planned the attack long ago, and tonight he’d made sure to hide any scent of his approach with the fumes from the car. Wolves wouldn’t have suspected anything from cars. The fumes had given him and his pack the time to get close before they struck.
Easing her into the passenger seat, he strapped her inside before going around to the other side.
“You drove here in a car?” she asked.
He didn’t answer her. Zeke felt the anticipation of what was to come.
She stayed silent, sitting back to look out of the window. The scent of her innocence was distracting him. Having a wolf’s scent was not always accurate. At the moment he couldn’t smell if Mary had been with another man. Usually women carried the scent of their partner for a long time. Mary had no other scent beside her own, and it was what drew him to her as well. She could be innocent because of how different she smelled from the rest of her pack, or she could even be a virgin. Shit, he hoped she wasn’t a virgin. What he wanted to do with her was not for a virgin to know.
“Is there a man waiting for you back home?” he asked. It wouldn’t be the first time a woman had fucked him when there was a man waiting for them.
“If I had a man I wouldn’t have agreed to be your toy.” She folded her arms, showing him she was pissed.
“You’d be surprised how many women would have fucked me and then gone back to a human male,” he said.
“I’m not one of them. I would never cheat on a man in my life, ever.” She was silent for several seconds. “How could I even have a man with my … condition?”
“Plenty of women are still out there enjoying men who have the … condition.” He smiled thinking about his own condition. There was nothing wrong with being a wolf. Zeke found being a shifter helped him in his life. The sense of smell helped and also the fact he could hold his own in a fair fight. He’d lived with being a wolf his whole life as he was born into it.
His family had come from a long line of wolves. Zeke hoped to pass it on like his sisters would when they had children. Thinking about his sisters made him somber and reminded him of why he was taking out the other pack.
“Either way, I wouldn’t have agreed to be your toy if there was a man waiting for me.” She spoke the truth, and he admired her for it.
Zeke still wasn’t closer to finding out if she was virgin or not.