ground, sniffing the air and craning his head to look back at her.
Shit, she thought as the realization dawned on her. He can smell juices. Oh, no. Can he do that when he’s a human?
If he could, then she was completely screwed. If he could smell her arousal, then that meant everything she had said in the boardroom to ward him off had been betrayed by her body. She did want Seth more than anything else, but she also knew it wasn’t feasible at this time in both their lives. If she had been stern and avoided him, then she would have been able to easily make it back to Dallas with no more funny business. But then she had been thrust into this trip. Even then it would be okay if she could just maintain the façade she had set up, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen now—he was on to her.
Sure, she could say no and hope that he was a gentleman. But she knew that “no” was just a flimsy defense in this case. If Seth came after her and tried to claim her, she would be powerless to stop him. She wouldn’t want to stop him, she would just give in.
No, she thought. You shouldn’t just give in like that. You have to be strong. But he’s so dreamy and he wants to protect you. He cares about you, silly girl.
It was rare to find a guy who would care about a woman so much these days, especially a woman who wasn’t exactly a prize pick, like Maribel. Maybe she did have a good thing here.
She pondered that and other mysteries of the universe, but mainly just where she was at in her life, as they continued to travel through the forest for the next several hours. By the time they came to a large clearing in the forest it was dark outside, but the moon was still hanging high in the sky. It wasn’t as large as it had been the night before when it was full, but it was still bright enough to illuminate the field that lay before them.
In the middle of the field was a massive construction project. Someone was building a two-story home out here. There was already a slab laid with plumbing jutting up out of the concrete. There must have also been a well close by. Several windmills had been erected behind the house and she thought she even caught a glimpse of solar panels lying on the ground. Whoever was building this place was building a home that was going to be completely off the grid.
Not far from the house was a single-wide trailer. All of the lights were out in it, leaving it a silent sentinel sticking out in the field. Whoever was building the house was probably living in the trailer.
Seth lowered himself to the ground, indicating that Maribel needed to get off. She slid off and unhooked Seth’s pack, letting it fall to the ground next to him. He stood up and looked back at her, motioning with his nose towards the trees. He didn’t want her out in the open until he had cleared the area.
Maribel put her back to a large tree trunk and sunk down onto the packs that she had stacked on top of one another as Seth stalked his way through the tall grass of the field—much like the cougar that had come so close to flaying Maribel alive.
She couldn’t help but admire his wolf form again as he crawled through the grass with every thick muscle on his body flexed. It would take a truly special creature to get the jump on Seth right now. Unfortunately that was exactly the type of creature that had been watching them since they entered the clearing.
Seth stood up and growled as he caught the other wolf’s scent. Maribel stood to warn him, but the other creature slammed into his side, sending them both tumbling through the grass in a blur of gnashing teeth and slashing claws.
“Seth!’ Maribel screamed. She opened her pack, looking for anything that could be used as a weapon to help Seth out. The wolf that had gotten the jump on him was actually bigger than Seth—she couldn’t believe it. There was no way there was a wolf that large in the world.
“I’m coming, baby!” she screamed. Unfortunately the closest
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