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God humans were so rude sometimes. Tabian grabbed his backpack and stood so fast, his chair fell backwards. He rushed to catch it and yanked it up just before the back hit the floor. He heard a few gasps. “Oh, you all know what I am,” he snapped, and glared at a dour faced trio that sat near the door, staring at him.
He shoved the door open and jogged across the sidewalk. A car honked and slammed on their brakes as he hit the street, and he cursed and waved an apology. What was his problem today?
He waited for the car to pass and then loped across the street to find Tru had disappeared. Up ahead was a street called Turtle River Road, and he bolted to the corner and looked down it. Tru was already a block away. Good grief, this little human had a motor on her.
“Hey, wait up,” he called, jogging to catch up. Her ass was perfect in her jeans.
She looked over her shoulder and grabbed her purse tighter, then pushed her legs into a faster walk. Crap.
“Tru!”
She started to jog, and great, now his wolf was in chase mode. Oh God.
“Stop,” he muttered to himself as he kicked up to a run without telling his body to do so. “You’re going to scare her.”
I need to catch her!The wolf’s voice echoed through his mind.She’s trying to get away.
“I have pepper spray!” Tru yelled, rounding on him, and sure enough, she had a little purple tube of the eye-poison pointed directly at him. “Oooh, give me a reason,” she said, advancing on him.
He stopped in his tracks. She had her little chin jutted out in anger, and pretty blue eyes flashed with rage. He sensed anger off her, but no fear. Huh. Interesting.
Tabian held his hands up and backed off a few steps. “I was going to offer you a ride home.”
“You chased me down like I’m prey to offer me a ride home?” she barked out.
“Yes.”
She stood there frozen, glaring at him.
Tabian stood there frozen with his arms up in surrender.
Tru’s eyes narrowed. “I’m having a bad morning.”
“I could sense that,” he grumbled. “Could you put the pepper spray away? I promise I’m not trying to hurt you.”
“Well, who says I’m not the one trying to hurt you?” she asked and aimed it closer to him.
An accidental smile took his lips, and he ducked his gaze so she wouldn’t see it. He liked her spunk. He liked her bravery. Right now, his eyes were probably glowing and his face wassharper, and she was looking him dead in the eyes and thinking she could best him. Okay.
“You said you don’t want to be a cougar.”
“I’m not. I’m not a cougar. I don’t like boys.”
“I’m no boy.”
“I don’t like boy werewolves either.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. Tru was fun, and interesting.
“Maybe I like older women,” Tabian said.
Tru parted her lips to say something and then changed her mind. “I have a long walk. It was strange to meet you…”
“Tabian.”
Her eyes widened and she looked away fast, but he’d seen that recognition.
“You know me?” he asked, walking beside her.
