Accidentally Wolf by Elle Boon

building walls up around your mind, like a fortress of
sorts.”
    Cora thought of Cinderella’s
castle and used bricks similar to build her walls. She blocked the sound of
Zayn’s chuckle, made sure no light could seep between the bricks as she
meticulously placed them all around her mind. By the time she felt her thoughts
were secure, she opened her eyes. Time had no sense of passage while she
worked. To her it had only been minutes, but when she looked at the clock, it
was over an hour later, and she no longer sat on the counter.
    “Don’t ever do that to me again,”
Zayn growled, his hands shaking.
    “How the hell did I get on the
couch?” Cora touched her head. “Did it work?”
    “Did it work? Are you fucking
kidding me?” Zayn jumped up and began to pace.
    Cora swung her legs over the side.
“Zayn, please calm down. Your eyes are going all wolfey like, and you’re
scaring me. Come. Sit.” She patted the place beside her.
    He turned, electric blue eyes
flashing. “Come? Sit? Little girl, I am not a dog you teach to do tricks.”
    “Oh I don’t know. I think you know
all kinds of cool tricks.” She winked.
    He stalked towards her. “Now you
want to talk all sexual? Baby, you are playing with fire.”
    “If you answer my questions, I’ll
reward you.”
    “Fine,” he sighed.
    He was so cute she leaned forward
and kissed him, just a light brush of her lips over his. She blinked up at him
when he just sat there. “I’m waiting.”
    “I thought you were kissing me.”
He tried to deepen the kiss.
    Cora pulled back. “Let’s do this
like a game. Do you like games?” She sucked his top lip into her mouth.
    Dressed in a pair of borrowed
sweats that had belonged to Niall’s mate and one of Zayn’s T-shirts, Cora
smiled.
    His eyes narrowed. “Why am I a
little scared?”
    “Is the big bad wolf scared of
little ole me?” Cora leaned back into the soft cushions with one knee bent, the
other with her foot planted on the floor. “For every answer you give me, I’ll
take off a piece of clothing. Once I’m down to the skin, you can have your
wicked way with me.”
    For Cora it really was a win-win
situation.
    Zayn moved closer so their knees
were touching. “Think of something, anything.”
    Keeping the image of her imaginary
wall firmly in place, she kept her naughtiest thoughts behind it. However, the
things she pictured made her nipples hard and had a flush covering her pale
skin.
    “Damn it, that’s not fair. You’re
thinking of sex. You can’t think of sex,” he growled.
    She slapped his thigh. “You could
read my thoughts still?”
    “No, your body told on you. I
couldn’t read or see a thing. Now off with something.” Zayn waggled his eyebrows.
    Cora looked down at her bare feet,
chewed on her bottom lip, and then decided to take the oversized top off. She
still had her bra on, much to Zayn’s dismay. The borrowed T-shirt dropped
between them soundlessly. She watched Zayn look at the white T, then her chest,
and back again. He bared his teeth in a grimace, and then knocked it off their
legs.
    “No fair. Girls wear too many
clothes.” His eyes however gleamed with appreciation.
    She took a breath. “How will I
know how to picture my wolf?” That was a question that really bothered her.
    “While you were
out, I texted my mom. She says for you to picture a smaller version of a
dark brown wolf. Your wolf is inside you and will know what it needs to look
like. However, she…ah…she said the first time for a turned werewolf isn’t the
same as for us born.”
    She waited, and when it didn’t
seem like he was going to go on, she waved her hands. “And?”
    Zayn raised an eyebrow. “I
answered a question. I’m waiting for my reward.” He sat back and crossed his
arms.
    Oh, he was so going to pay. She
reached behind her, pretended she couldn’t quite get the catch of her bra to
come undone. “Can you help me?” As she turned to give him her back, she
accidentally brushed the