party.
He heard people calling out to him but he ignored all of them and scrambled out to the parking lot. He pushed through the jostling crowd and finally caught sight of Zoe.
She was jumping into her little car and starting the engine. Her eyes were showing too much white and even from this distance, he could scent her fear.
“Zoe, wait!”
He almost mowed down a group of burly bear shifters and their mates as he dashed towards Zoe's car. He only realized it was Tristan Gray and his brothers when they called out to him but he didn't stop. The Gray family had showed up in full force with banners and balloons to support Gramma and Ne-ma.
Snarling, Nick skidded to the spot Zoe's car had been just a few seconds ago. The woman had peeled out of the parking lot in a blind panic.
Nick ran to his car and almost tore the car door right off when he yanked it open.
“Nick! Hey, what's the hurry? We...”
Nick glanced in his rear-view mirror and saw Damien and some of his mates running after him. But Nick didn't stop for them. He wasn't stopping for anyone.
He had to get to Zoe right away. Something was happening to her. But whatever it was, he was not going to let her go through it alone.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Zoe gripped her steering wheel and tried to steady her breathing. She knew she was driving too fast, but she needed to get away from the crowd, from Nick, from everyone.
Something was happening to her. She could feel it but she couldn't understand it.
Her body felt too hot, like her blood was boiling in her veins. She could hear an insistent, agonized roar in her head, and she kept seeing images of fur and feathers.
Fur?
Feathers?
What the hell?
Her senses were going wonky.
What was going on with her?
Could her dormant shifter genes have woken up suddenly?
Both her parents were half human, half shifter. But their shifter side had never emerged. Her parents couldn't shift at all. They were both bookish, mild-mannered people, and they'd lived their lives as full humans.
Zoe had been raised as a human, and to everyone, even themselves, they were just a normal, human family. Her parents were only half shifter, so her shifter genes were so diluted that she never considered herself a shifter at all. In fact, other shifters couldn't even detect that she had shifter blood in her. She was, for all intents and purposes, a human woman.
Zoe had never thought of herself as a paranormal. But what if...she had an animal in her that was just biding its time, waiting for the right moment to rip out of her skin?
How she wished her parents and grandmother were still around. She sure could use their advice and guidance at this moment.
Zoe made a strangled sound and wrenched the steering wheel hard as her car veered up the side of the curb and almost collided into a lamp post.
Swearing and scolding herself, Zoe managed to get her car back on the road. She forced air into her lungs as she tried her best to concentrate on getting herself home in one piece.
Even though she felt unnaturally hot, she knew she wasn't burning up with a fever. She was a nurse, she should know. But what could this be? Could this be some sort of allergic reaction?
Zoe's eyes bugged. She couldn't possibly be allergic to...Nick, could she?
Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to think clearly and logically.
She'd only felt these changes in her body after Nick kissed her. The kiss wasn't bad. In fact, it was amazing. Nick was a fantastic kisser, and she had been thoroughly, utterly aroused. She hadn't wanted the kiss to end. She wanted more. She wanted him. She had wanted to...mate with him.
Zoe gasped at the realization. She'd wanted to bite him and mark him hard. She wanted to mark him so everyone would know that he was hers.
Hers!
“No, no,” she whispered. “This is not right. I...am not right.”
Something was definitely wrong with her. She had never wanted to bite and mark a male before. She'd had a few boyfriends but she had