An idea came to me today for a new novella. This one will be set after the second book.
“Did you just sniff me?” She demanded, back stiffening in outrage. As if her day needed this strange freak sniffing at her hair. What in the nine hells was wrong with people?
“Yes, I did.” A deep, growly voice behind her answered, causing a strange shiver to course through her. Damn it, he wasn’t human.
She whirled around to face him and the harsh words died on her lips. He had the most gorgeous green eyes ever. An emerald paled in comparison to the vibrant bright green irises staring back at her.
The smug grin set her off again. Thought a little highly of himself, did he?
“Who taught you manners? You don’t sniff strangers. It’s rude!”
“I apologize. I didn’t mean to insult you. Which pack do you belong to? Does Derek know you’re here?” The delusional man, no scratch that, werewolf asked her.
“I don’t belong to a pack. I’m not a werewolf. Now go away and leave me alone.” She didn’t have time for this. Almost late, her boss would delight in firing her. Hanging by a thread as it was, he only needed an excuse to finally get rid of her.
The stranger inhaled deeply, a questioning look on his face.
Stamping her foot, she snapped, “What was that? You just sniffed me again, didn’t you?”
Thoroughly aggravated by him, she whirled away, wanting as much distance between them as possible. A hand on her arm stopped her, a foot dangled in the air before it slammed onto the sidewalk. Her body jerked backwards and she almost tripped. His strong grip kept her upright.
“What is wrong with you?” She tried to pull away and instead succeeded in wrenching her arm. Great, now she’ll have bruises to hide tomorrow.
“You’re coming with me.” His tone brooked no argument. Pity he didn’t know her very well. She didn’t blindly obey orders, a good reason why her boss thought she was insubordinate.