Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

of me?

We placed our head on our paws and waited until we heard the car drive

off.

Some laundry fluttered on the clothesline in the adjacent yard.

Can you jump the fence? I asked. We could shift, and I could put on those

clothes and sneak back to the house.

She readjusted her head on her paws. No shifting. We’re going to find

Jaxson. My way.

I tried to shove my wolf out of the driver’s seat, but she wouldn’t budge.

Instead, she slipped out from under the porch and headed north.

I was a captive in my own body, forced to watch as my wolf darted across

streets, dodged honking cars, and crept from alley to alley.

Our heart raced, and I could feel her terror as she pushed through the

savage human world around us. But she kept going, refusing to let me or

anything steer her from her course.

And then, amid my own fear and frustration and resentment, I felt the

flicker of a new and strange emotion: kinship.

Jaxson

“What?” I growled into the intercom as shock whipped my thoughts into

a frenzy.

The voice on the intercom echoed back. “There’s an aggressive reddish

wolf here who wants something, but we can’t get close to her. I don’t

recognize her, but the scent’s familiar. You’d better come down.”

I ran my hand through my hair and cursed.

It had to be Savannah. At least that explained why the vixen wasn’t

answering her phone. I’d called a dozen times. I’d even considered calling

that harebrained cousin of hers.

“Send her to me,” I said, and hung up.

Of all the times to turn into a wolf and march across town.