Werewolves In Love 1: Kiss And Kin - Plot & Excerpts
Just as she felt herself surfacing, a wave of cozy warmth would crest, break and drag her back down. Voices rose, fell away and rose again. She rather enjoyed the sensation. Best of all were the dreams of Taran; not sex dreams, but she didn’t mind. In the dreams, he stroked her hair, caressed her hand, talked to her gently. Only in her dreams did he do things like that. Eventually, less pleasant sounds intruded—beeps, honks and hisses, several voices speaking at once. The snuggly warmth began to dissipate. “I think she’s waking up.” She recognized her best friend’s voice. “Lark? Sweetie? Can you open your—” “Move.” Taran, speaking in his real life voice—curt and grumpy. “Hey, watch it, assho—did you see the way he just pushed me?” “Give the wolf a break, TJ.” Nick Wargman, the Houston alpha and Taran’s best friend, sounded amused. It took a few seconds’ concentrated effort, but Lark opened her eyes to see Taran leaning over her, smoothing her hair with the back of his hand, his face very close to hers.
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