No Remorse by Marylynn Bast Read Free Book Online

room had been the easy part, packing her stuff was another story. Once inside the room, Blake quickly realized that her small pack wasn’t big enough. So he had taken his backpack and filled it instead.
    “I know you don't have much and thought you might want it all and since mine is bigger…” he explained with a shrug as he held the pack out for her to inspect.
    When Amber stretched her arm out to take his pack, Blake dropped it. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms and kissed her. It was a long deep kiss that had their blood running hot. Lifting his head, they stared into each other’s glazed eyes, speechless. This was the first kiss they had shared, Ambers’ first kiss ever.
    Blake pulled her back into his arms, holding her close against his warm chest. His ragged breathing matched hers. They held onto one another tightly.
    Amber was nearly eighteen years old and it was the first time she had really felt the presence of her wolf when it slammed against her insides wanting out, responding to his wolf’s closeness. Amber wanted to keep his arms wrapped around her, wanted him inside her body.
    Blake didn’t want to let her go, but was forced to release her when Amber reluctantly stepped back, breaking his hold on her. With a shimmer of tears in her eyes, she picked up the green backpack and turned away. Blake caught up to her and pulled her hand into his.
    Walking out of the cave hand in hand, they trekked through the trees to where the highway crossed into the forest. As Blake had told her, he had a car there, its engines running quietly, waiting patiently for Amber.
    They stopped, staring at the car until Blake pulled Amber into his arms, kissing her again. This time, the kiss was so tender she couldn’t stop the tear from slipping down her cheeks. He held her close to his pounding heart, drawing a deep breath, breathing her scent into his lungs, while she did the same.
    “I can come with you,” Blake suggested, voice husky with emotion. When Amber quietly shook her head no, he reluctantly released her. Without looking back or saying another word to him, Amber climbed into the back seat of the car.
    The sedan eased out onto the road. Amber knew if she had looked at Blake before getting in, she would’ve relented and allowed him to come. Wanting one last look, she turned in the seat to peer out the rear window. The last thing she saw was Blake standing with his hands in the pockets of his jeans staring sadly at the back of the car that took her away.
     
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    Shortly after leaving the school, Amber still hadn’t shifted yet, but her senses were becoming stronger; she could see better at night and farther than ever before. Things were sharper and more colorful. Amber could hear people whispering from across the street and hear their heartbeats when she got closer to them. It amazed and scared her at the same time.
    Staying on the run Amber found that being a werewolf came in handy, but was also somewhat of a hindrance. Graced with a full-blooded werewolf’s genetics, not aging and not looking old enough to work became a problem at first. Then the surprising handy ability to alter her appearance emerged. Amber was not aware that this was a werewolf’s ability, but was happy that she had figured it out. Even though she was still unable to change, this ability came in handy; she could get jobs working in the roadside bars during her travels.
    By working in the bars, which tended to be dark, there was less of a chance of being recognized. With her enhanced senses, Amber could smell when a werewolf entered the bar, allowing enough time to swiftly disappear out the back. Amber’s looks made it easy to find employment while traversing the countryside. It was in the werewolf’s nature to eat humans, so working the bars was the perfect way and the best place to scope out potential prey. The job was far from glamorous and Amber knew first-hand the reason for the high turnover rate of employees.