hadn’t been in the middle of the street in such a busy part of town, he would have bent her over the cruiser and buried his cock into her right then.
The sound of the siren echoed off the buildings while he raced through town. His werewolf abilities gave him the upper hand when it came to quick reflexes, so he wasn’t worried about harming anyone.
The adrenaline pumped excitedly through his body while thoughts of Nicole raced through his mind. She missed him. He almost couldn’t believe it. The declaration of her wanting to see other people stung quite a bit, but his plan to involve his best friend might work to his advantage. Trevor would know they were mated so a line would be drawn. In the end, if Nicole didn’t choose him, then at least he knew she’d be in good hands and close by.
Within minutes he pulled into the complex. Hiding his cruiser behind another building, stealthily he made his way to Nicole’s back window. Ayden surveyed the distance. He could jump high, but not that damn high. Using the air conditioning unit mounted into the ground, he jumped up, grabbing on to the windowsill.
Freeing one of his hands, he pushed the glass open and pulled himself into her room. There was no point in taking off his uniform, not yet. He had plans and every intention of playing police officer to her once she arrived.
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“Don’t scream, please. I won’t hurt you, Nicole. I tried to tell you this morning, but you wouldn’t let me finish. Yes, I want to come home, but that’s not the big part. This man you’re seeing, you have to stay away from him. He’s…not human. I can’t explain it. His eyes…”
Michael shuddered behind her and slowly he dropped his hand.
Nicole could see that he looked just as drunk as he had this morning.
It was one of the main reasons she’d run him off. Michael’s brown hair was sticking out at odd angles. His business suit was a complete mess, wrinkled with the tie at half mast, sitting sideways across his chest.
“Michael, I think I should take you home. You’re drunk. I can smell you from here.” The fragrance of alcohol clung heavily to the interior. He never drank liquor. Something was definitely wrong.
“Nicole, don’t tell me what I am!” he yelled, pulling her hair, and causing her head to hit the head rest. She tried her best to focus on the road while he went into one of his tirades.
“I’m telling you, the man’s a fucking…thing. He’s not human.
And his strength. It’s unreal. Did you know he had the nerve to lift me over his head? The jerk threatened to throw me through the parking lot if I didn’t leave you alone.”
Nicole felt a chill go down her body. Hadn’t she thought the same thing about Ayden lifting her? She pushed it away trying not to think that her ex weighed twice as much as her.
“Michael, Ayden is strong, but that doesn’t make him a thing .”
“Then explain the way his face transformed, and his eyes began to glow, or maybe you can tell me why he suddenly grew claws. Tell me how that’s possible, Nicole!” Michael gripped her hair harder before letting go.
She almost laughed, ignoring the pain he caused. The pain, she was used to, but his words she couldn’t ignore. What he said was 46
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“I don’t know what to tell you.” As inconspicuously as possible, Nicole maneuvered her way down his street, trying to keep his focus on her so he wouldn’t suddenly freak out about her taking him home.
“Were you drinking when this happened?” Nicole glimpsed back at him in the rearview mirror, trying to keep eye contact.
“I was on my way to fucking work. I wasn’t drunk. It happened right in front of our apartment. It…” Michael trailed off, looking around at their location.
“Wait, what are you doing? I’m not going home. I thought we were going to go back to your place. I need to be there to protect you.” His words slurred as they sped up.
Nicole did laugh this
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