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The Soulmate's Curse

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Amira Press

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The fever was building inside Lucas. In only a matter of days he could not control the little changes that happened to his body. It started with his fingers growing claws, they retracted back to normal. This morning he looked in the mirror and his eyes turned to those of a wolf. He looked on as the muscles in his shoulder bunched and morphed. Each change was as painful as the heat in his belly. The need to claim Sonja was strong. Even though she was a little ways up the road from him, he could smell her. When she took a shower he could smell the soap on her skin. When she lay in bed and played with herself he knew. The scent of her womanly musk filled the air and drove him crazy. In his frenzy he had destroyed the table next to his bed, leaving it a mass of splintered wood. Lucas could not think past his need for Sonja.

He took the vacation days claiming he was sick because he knew it was only a matter of time before he snapped at the wrong person. He would isolate himself until this passed, but at least Sonja was safe from him. Lucas heard the soft knock on the door and he caught her scent. A low primitive growl escaped his throat. He slid to the floor and crawled up to the door, pressing his face against the cool wood. He was so close to her he felt his cock harden at the thought of pulling her inside and fucking her right there on the floor.

“Lucas, are you awake?” Sonja’s soft voice came through the solid door making him whimper from his place on the floor.

Sonja heard the soft noise and was alarmed thinking he was sicker than everyone thought. “Lucas, are you all right?”

“Sonja, go away.” Lucas growled. He slowly moved the bedroom and lay on the bed hoping she would go. Instead his eyes flew open when he heard his door close. Lucas moved of the bed and stood in the doorway leading to his bedroom and watched Sonja close the door to his home.

“I locked that door how did you get in?” Lucas’s eyes were narrow slits as he watched her move.

Sonja whirled around when she heard his voice. “I picked the lock, a little trick I learned in Chicago.”

“I told you to go away.”

“Yeah I know but I brought you some soup, I figured you were sick and could use a meal.” Sonja walked into his kitchen and placed the pot on the stove. When she came back out she collided into his hard chest.

“Hey!” she laughed. “You move quickly for s sick guy.”

“You smell good.” Lucas said.

“Thank you, I try, now anything I can do to help you? Clean up a little maybe?” she said looking around.

“I told you, you should have left.” Lucas said once again looking at her.

“Well that’s grateful, I wanted to help.” Sonja snapped.

“You wanted to help hmmmm?” Lucas grabbed her by her shoulders and soon she was back up against the wall by the kitchen. “This is what happens to little girls who do not listen.”

Before Sonja could speak, his mouth was on hers. His hands roamed her body savagely. Cupping her breasts and bringing the nipples to hardness with his fingers. Sonja gasped under the onslaught of his mouth and the intense pleasure of his touch. His lips moved down her neck where he nuzzled her.