Maverick watched Carrie leave. He sighed in relief.
He was glad that she left. He didn’t think he could hold his wolf back any longer. He wanted his mate. He didn’t understand why he was holding him back, when she was right there in front of them. He didn’t understand that she wasn’t their mate, even though he claimed her. Now, he was pushing him to follow her.
But Maverick remained seated. Images of Carrie in his arms after she bumped into him in the hallway filled his mind. Her scent filled his mind, intoxicating as ever.
Come on Wyrd, he told his wolf. He rubbed his arms as he felt him shift within him. He had been so close to his skin lately, that he felt like they were one and the same thing, like he didn’t have his human side anymore.
Maverick shook his head, because none of
