Chapter 8
I crawl to my knees, pushing Karl’s protective body off of mine and survey the devastation in front of us.
"Well, that’s one way to deal with an entrenched enemy" I mutter under my breath, drawing a low chuckle from my rather disheveled and scorched partner.
"All’s well that ends well, now let’s go grab the ..." Karl’s sentence abruptly ends there as he turns and sees the mangled remains of our ride.
"Guess I overdid that one a little bit"
Little bit? The truck was a hundred yards from the camp walls! There’s stakes the size of fence posts through the grill and windshield even at that range, if Karl hadn’t pulled us into the ditch and put up a shield I’m not certain we’d have even survived this little bit of overdid it.
I was just about to verbally flay him bare when his hand landed on my head, softly stroking my ears.
"Don’t get so stressed Little Lycan, it’s bad for your heart health".
I growled at him before the magnitude of his actions dawned on me. My ears, he stroked my ears! I am still in my partial, defective Lycan form and now he’s seen it. I turn to take a step away to gather my thoughts and my tail flicks him in the face.
"The ears were good, but this softness is amazing. Why don’t you stay like this all the time?"
He’s got to be making fun of me, there’s no way he’s not embarrassed to be seen with a defective Lycan. How am I going to make him keep this to himself? My thoughts are racing, trying to find a solution until I feel a hand again patting my head.
"Seriously, relax. Your Alpha told me all about your hangups about your Lycan form, and I’m not going to judge you for it" I relax a little at his words.
"I just wish he’d told me you were this adorable, I’d have found a reason for you to shift every single day" Karl whispered to himself, setting out the maps and his remaining gear, taking inventory before we moved on to the portal, the next step in our mission.