end, she walked back to Dr. Whalen’s office and rapped on the doorjamb. He glanced up from a legal pad on which he was jotting notes.
“I just wanted to let you know I’m taking off for the night.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Um, okay, I guess.”
His brow arched and he stared at her for a long moment and then folded his hands on top of the legal pad and said, “When wolf mates meet for the first time, something clicks between them. The beginning of a connection blooms. Wolves’ first instincts are to cement the mating – bond to each other. If something prevents the wolves from bonding, the connection is strained. Biology steps in and tries to force the wolves to bond, driving them mad with lust. The longer the connection is denied, the worse the feelings of lust will grow, especially as the full moon draws closer. I don’t have to tell you that it’s in seven days.”
She was not going to tell him about the bad night’s sleep and her inability to do much of anything outside of thinking about Adam. She wanted to tell him to stay out of her personal life, but instead she said, “I’m not a full wolf. My father met me when I turned eighteen and said I was all witch and not worth his time. Don’t you think if I were enough wolf to shift that I would have done it before now and my own father would have recognized that part of me?”
“I don’t know anything about your father. What I do know is that right now, you smell like a full wolf to me. Being with Leo and working for me woke something inside you, and meeting Adam has opened up your true potential.” He leaned back in his chair and looked thoughtful. “My mate had a boyfriend in her pack before we met. They were all set to mate and start a family. Their families were close, and it was one of those situations where everyone just assumed they were meant to be together. It didn’t matter that they didn’t feel truly connected to each other. Then she saw me across campus one day. She followed me to my class and waited outside the door during a two-hour lecture.” He smiled fondly. “I walked out of the class, and it was like getting hit over the head with a sledgehammer. I knew she was mine and she knew I was hers. We spent the week together, and then I took her to her home pack, and we mated officially before them.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “You had sex in front of her family?”
He chuckled. “That was the way things used to be done, Cinder. The pack had to witness the first mating. Our wolves enjoy seeing a couple mate. There’s a shared pleasure that happens with the pack. It’s especially true of the alpha couple too.”
Her stomach fluttered, and the image of being with Adam in front of his pack flashed through her mind. She’d never considered herself kinky, but there was something very erotic about it.
“I didn’t know wolves were voyeurs.”
“Don’t be so flippant. The alphas share their pleasure through their connection to the pack. When the alpha pair is in love, the pack is blessed. It’s just how our kind works.”
Cinder chewed on her bottom lip for a moment and tried not to think about how sexy Adam probably looked out of his clothes, bathed in moonlight.
“I only meant to come in here and say goodnight. I should go.” She squeezed her hands together to stop them from trembling. Dr. Whalen’s words had rattled her. She could feel her resolve to stay away from the controlling alpha weakening.
“You could still go see him. I can drive you to the alpha’s house.”
“No, thanks. Good night, Dr. Whalen,” she said, turning swiftly and walking down the hallway as fast as she could without actually running. Even after she grabbed her purse and drove home, locked her front door, and tossed her keys and the gift box on the counter, she couldn’t shake the desire to see him.
The gift box taunted her.
She walked past it and