Accidentally Yours (Coyote Bluff Series Book 1) by Lea Barrymire Page A

I’ll be out here by myself. I can’t carry my gun with me everywhere.” She sighed. “I’m scared, but I don’t know what I can do about it.”
    “Let’s chat about this wolf for a minute. Tell me that story, because honestly, hon, I find it hard to believe that you found a wolf and he not only hit your car, but then protected you in your house. You don’t think he might just be someone’s dog, do you?”
    “No. I had Margie out here last night and she confirmed it. He was wearing a bandana, so I know someone owns him. He ran into my car enough to leave the dent you see on the passenger side door,” she said, pointing to the sizable dent in her car. “I got him in the back of my car and drove him here. Even in horrible pain he never lashed out at either of us.”
    “And you trusted him to stay in your house? Cammie. Shit. You’re lucky he didn’t attack you or something.”
    “I trust him. He even slept upstairs last night, and I felt safer with him in the room with me.” She watched shock and a mix of humor and wariness cross his face.
    “You let him sleep upstairs with you? Really?” Connor craned his neck around and grinned while looking through the front window into the house. She thought she heard a growl from inside. “Did you make him sleep in the hall?”
    “Well, honestly I tried, but he ended up sleeping in my room on the floor.” She chuckled, remembering how she woke this morning with her wolf on her bed.
    “Can I meet him? I love dogs and I haven’t seen a pet wolf in a long time.” There was something with his voice, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
    “Sure. Hang on and I’ll bring him out.” She rose to let Titan out, hoping he behaved and didn’t attack the sheriff. He’d probably shoot the animal if that happened and , no matter, what she didn’t want to see the wolf harmed. He’d helped her both emotionally and physically more in the last twenty-four hours than anyone had in years. She knew she was becoming attached to him, but who wouldn’t when he was the only living thing that had defended her in spite of his own injuries?

Chapter Ten
     
    Ian was pissed. His wolf was beside himself. Being shut inside the house while Cammie chatted with the coyote was almost too much for him. The urge to burst through her window and corner the scavenger pushed against his will. He tried to keep the growls from erupting from his chest, but a few made it through his tightened throat. He could feel his control slipping while he paced behind the window, each sentence she uttered brought him closer to giving into his animal. Hackles were raised, teeth bared, and ears pressed against his skull.
    “Titan? Baby where are you? Come out and meet my friend.”
    Cammie’s voice did what nothing else seemed to do. Ian finally could feel the grip of anger release its talons from his chest. He pulled a deep breath into his large lungs, trotting into the kitchen. He was trying to keep his animal’s response to smelling another shifter on her from overwhelming the tenuous hold he had on his control.
    The anger that had so recently loosened its grip on his muscles started to build again. Another male had touched her hand and his scent wafted off of her, teasing his nose. Mine. That thought stopped him and cooled his anger. What the hell was his animal thinking? She wasn’t his, and couldn’t be his without some shifting and talking. She still had no idea that she was helping a sentient being instead of a plain old wolf. Until he could shift back to his human skin he couldn’t do anything but act as her protector.
    He shook his head and tried to push his thoughts through to his animal side. The wolf wanted nothing to do with it. The possessiveness that the animal was feeling was deeply seated already.
    He rounded the corner and almost yipped with happiness. Cammie stood, smiling, in the doorway. Sunlight wrapped around her like an aura of glowing peace. No wonder his wolf had it in his head