Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

I released my grip and quickly moved to Amal’s side. Just feeling

Savannah’s bare skin beneath my hands had made me stiff, and the scent of

her sweat-soaked body was driving my mind wild with lust and desire.

“Don’t look,” she said. “I still need to change into my clothes.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Lie.

I closed my eyes and tried to blot out the subtle sounds of lace sliding

along her skin. My breath quickened.

What the fuck was wrong with me? She wasn’t a wolf. Or at least she

wouldn’t be for long.

22

Savannah

“Damn it all. I’ve still got mud on me,” I spat. Though our surroundings

were beautiful, I glared at the vile valley.

Jaxson grunted unsympathetically. “Kahanov had a head start. We need

to catch up, so get moving.”

“I know. Unfortunately, unlike some people— Amal—I actually have to

slip into a bra and undies, and I’ve got clay in places I don’t want to talk

about.”

The air stilled, and Jaxson’s tension was palpable.

I yanked on my jeans and shirt, threw on my jacket, and grabbed the gun

from my travel bag. I cocked my hip out and held the pistol casually in a

screw you pose. “Okay. Let’s rock it.”

Jaxson crossed his arms and worked his jaw silently as he glared at me.

“Next time, if I tell you to shift, do it. It might mean your life.”

“It was the wolf! She’s a tyrant. She wouldn’t shift back.”

You’ve spent your whole life on two legs. It was my turn, the beast

muttered in my mind.

I felt a little bad. She’d been drunk with happiness…well, until the mud.

I tucked the gun in my belt and shoved the spare clips into my tight