NovelEnglishChapter 0272 A bullet biting through wood rather than flesh.
I slowly release the air held in my lungs through puffed cheeks, steadying my heart rate....only for Knox to step through the door.
He takes one look at me, an eyebrow cocking but he doesn't raise his hands in surrender...he just looks atdead in the eye. As if any sudden movement would pushover the edge and causeto fire.
I didn't see fear in his eyes, a stoic stare meeting me. As soon as my mind reconnects with my body, I take a deep intake of air.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I nearly shot you." I sigh out as I lower the gun, placing the safety back on.
"I can see.." He deadpans.
"And Lobo nearly ate you." I roll my eyes as my body starts to relax, that heightened state of adrenaline slowing down. Lobo growls by my side until Knox bends down on one knee and pats his upper thigh.
"Chere boy.." He can't be serious. The only male Lobo allows attention from is Dad and that's only because he lives in his house. My pup learnt quickly that you don't bite the hand that feeds you.
My hand reaches down to stroke the top of Lobo's head to calm him down...I might find this house guest annoying but I wouldn't want him to ruin that pretty face of his.
But rather than touch fur...my fingers meet thin air.
Lobo hesitantly approaches Knox, slowly sniffing his scent before licking him on the neck, his tail wagging uncontrollably. I watch in astonishment as Knox pulls my dog into his chest, and starts patting under his belly. What just happened...
"What are you doing here?" I coldly ask him, he shouldn't be out here...why was he out here. He was also petting my dog, my dog...
"Ooh it's icey in here, isn't it boy." He ignoresand lifts Lobo's snout up to his face, putting on a voice that most people use around animals. That patronising type of voice...my dog has had a personality transplant because he's enjoying every second of this male's attention.
"Lobo, his nis Lobo...and you didn't answer my question." "You weren't at the pack run." Are his words a question or a statement.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You shouldn't be out here, no one is allowed this side of the grounds during a pack run." "Why not?" He looks up at me, as he stands back up...Lobo nibbling at his fingers as he stands at his full height. He was the size and width of the door...he blocked the soft night glow from the moon completely.
"It doesn't matter." I respond after realising I had just been gawping at him and not replying like a normal person would.
I turn from him to put the music back on, for my hands to do something.
He didn't look as well kept as usual and if anything it made him even ever more sexy... his hair was windswept, his clothes slightly crimbled from being on the ground while he went for a run in his wolf form.
He would have shifted in front of non pack members, that takes a lot of confidence...a lot of strength in character. A lot of trust in my Dad and brothers not to turn on him in wolf form with the might of a gathered and shifted pack around them. But why was he here? The pack run was far from over, yet he seems to have abandoned it to search for me. "It's a sign of insubordination for the alpha's daughter not to be on a pack run." His voice calls out toas my back is turned to him, my hand placing the gun down on the table.
"It was my alpha's idea forto be tucked away in here..." I murmur.
"Why?"
I turn, expecting him to be by the door still...but I gasp as he has moved closely towardsatam alarming speed. My body crashing into his hard chest, as his arms grip at my waist to keepsteady. Tingles erupting across my waist from his touch.
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