Chapter Twenty Two DRAVEN The beast is staring at me with eyes like silver fire . Eyes that are almost a bit familiar . A wolf that big has got to be a male and this one studies me with the cool intellect of a human being . I and transfixed . My body frozen as the creature scrutinizes me . I can almost feel its gaze caress the exposed flesh of my legs through the glass of the large back windows . Then , as if noticing Quinn for the first time , the wolf growls inhis direction . His teeth are barred and ready to rip Quinns throat out . Snarling and snapping in his direction . Oh , shit , Quinn breathes . Why dont you go upstairs and put some sweats on Draven . I cant move . Im sorry ? The wolf taps the glass , his claws screeching , sharp and heavy against the window pane . Now ! Quinn snaps . I I I dont want to move . Would you rather I left you down here to get them for you ? Quinn chastises , with a slight turn of his head in my direction . N no ! I stammer , placing my cup on the island counter and backing out of the kitchen as slowly as possible . The wolfs eyes follow my every movement , his gaze steady on me as I scamper up the stairs . Once on the landing I spin around and head for Domonics room to find a pair of pants . Wait a minute ! What the fuck ? How the hell are pants going to help this situation ? Dont ask questions Draven , I say to myself , grabbing a pair of Domonics sweats from his long dresser against the wall . Tying the knot in place , the fabric of the legs swirl around me , only going tight at the plump of my ass . Gazing at the open doorway , I take a deep breath . I cant leave Quinn down there with that thing ! That enormous monsterous predator . For a moment an image of my stepfather flashes into my mind . The size of him in his true form nearly as astounding as the strange gray eyed wolf in the back yard . Shake it off ! That bastard is not a wolf ! No. My stepfather was something far more primal . A creature of nightmares . Something no one would believe he was should I decide to tell them . Sometimes Im not even sure if I believe it myself . I shake the memory off once again and descend down the stairs only to find Domonic has returned , his powerful chest bare and heaving . Holy fucking shit . And I thought Quinn was covered in muscles . From the look of things , Domonics muscles had muscles . I stumble down the last few steps , catching myself just before I crash into his half naked form . His strong arms , hold me still , frozen , his dark eyes full of a strangely familiar anger , Why are you awake ? His gaze seemed to assess my clothing , a deep dimpled smile quiking across his face . Youre wearing my clothes . I shrug , my eyes glued to the powerfully bare skin of his deeply tanned chest . Youre not , I breathe , one hand going upward to touch his 1/3 14:03 Wed , Chapter Twenty Two gleaming pectorals , prickled with sweat . I swallow the moan of pleasure the feel of him elicits from my thoat and step away . How are you not cold ? 4 1 eye him . He is wearing running shoes and black basketball shorts . No underwear the outline of his prominent bulge accutely apparent behind the cloth . Holy Mary mother of God he is big . Then my eyes shoot toward the large back windows and Quinn leaning back against the counter as if there hadnt just been a large red wolf on the porch . Did you just come in from the outside ? I ask Domonic . Blanching , I throw my hands up in panic . There was a wolf out there ! Did you see it ? It was huge ! You need to be more careful ! I ball my hands into fists and pound on his chest . You shouldnt be wandering outside this time of night without your damn clothes on no less . I have clothes on . He rumbles with laughter , The wolf was long gone by the time I walked up . I shove at him , stepping by and knocking him in the groin with my hip . He groans , Ah , fuck . Dont laugh at me , I say snidely . That thing was enormous and I think Ill be taking you up on that offer to drive me to work from now on . She hates wildlife , Quinn said softly , meeting Domonics eyes behind my head . She was scared to death . Especially when the growling started . I head straight for my coffee , lifting it up and choking on the first sip when I felt Domonic press his arousal into my rear from behind me . Maybe she should make sure to be dressed before coming out of my room from now on . Maybe the wolf didnt like seeing her without her pants on around you , Domonic hisss , his hot breath wafting past my car . I chuckle , What ? Then I freeze . How the hell did he know I didnt have pants on ? Where was he ? I turn around , glaring at him . You were out there . You saw the wolf . His jaw clenches . I was out there , but I honestly didnt see the wolf. I did however , see you . And … the wolf most definitely did . Dont be weird , I snap . And dont try and scare me . 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