Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

“It’s not,” I snarled. She didn’t look up, and I could smell her shame and

regret.

She pushed her hands through her hair. “Look, I’m sorry. I’m just afraid

of how bad this could get. These are my people. But…” She paused and

flexed her fists. “You’re part of that group now. I’ll fight with you and help

you any way I can. But if the cost gets too high, if Kahanov starts killing—”

I put up my hand and walked back past the old bleachers and down the

hall to the ladies’ room, leaving Regina and her fear and resentment far

behind me. I plopped down on a toilet, closed the door of the stall, and slid

the latch shut. Then I wept.

It didn’t last long. I’d used up most of my tears when my parents died and

didn’t have much in the way of reserves of self-pity. So after a few moments,

I gingerly dabbed my face and eyes with some toilet paper.

Damn it, Savy, get a grip.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and concentrated on retracting my

claws, just like Jaxson had taught me. Of course, they didn’t budge.

Gritting my teeth, I thought of his voice. His scent. The feel of his

presence, his command over me.

That did the trick.

Annoyance tugged at me. How was it that he still had control even when

he wasn’t there?

As my claws retracted, the turmoil of emotions churning in my chest

slowly began to subside. The rage faded, my wolf let go, and clarity returned.

I breathed a sigh of relief and opened my eyes.

It wasn’t a nice toilet stall, and I instantly regretted my hiding spot.

Over the years, scores of girls, and probably quite a few guys, had carved

hundreds of graffitied marks into the walls of the stall—phone numbers, dirty

phrases, existential questions, and a few naughty stick figures on roller-

skates.

One made me smile—a girl with large tits kicking a guy in the balls. The