disrobe before you change?” Carly stared
into Tony’s eyes as Micah continued to undress. Both men chuckled and Tony
shook his head.
“No, it’s just easier and less restrictive to do so. Clothes
don’t change with you so it’s easier and less expensive to take them off before
they get ripped.” Tony touched her shoulder briefly then leaned back. Carly
looked at Micah, keeping her gaze firmly on his face.
When Micah had completely undressed, he shook his head
slightly and when she blinked a large gray wolf stood in his place. Gray
mottled his coat with some strands highlighted with an almost silver tint. The
same dark brown eyes gazed at her, but the liquid intelligence behind them
would have marked him as no ordinary wolf to any casual observer. Carly looked
at Tony who nodded at her then she stood and walked over to Micah.
He sat at her approach and she reached out hesitantly to
touch him. Micah never moved as she slowly ran her hand down his back. Micah
shuddered slightly and glanced at Tony, who just smiled at him. Carly really
had no idea what that soft, tentative touch was doing to the two shifters. They
literally craved the type of contact she unknowingly provided.
Micah suddenly stood and shook and Carly laughed as she sat
back on her heels beside him. Micah moved away from her and when he changed
back, he was standing on the other side of the chair from her. He picked up his
pants and pulled them on then sat down in the chair to pull his socks and boots
back on.
Carly moved slowly back over to the couch, trying to
reconcile what she had seen with what she had always believed due to movies and
books. She had noticed that Micah hadn’t been aroused like Tony had when
he’d changed back to human. “So, you’re both carnivores?”
The two men looked at one another and laughed. Carly had no
clue what they found so amusing so she simply shrugged as she waited for an
answer.
“Yes, we are both carnivores. Actually in human form we’re
omnivores really, but I do eat raw meat in wolf form.” Micah pulled his shirt
back on then suddenly raised his head.
Tony tensed on the couch then sprang to his feet as well. Micah
leapt up, heading for the back door before Carly could ask what was happening.
Tony had quickly shed his pants again then moved to the front door, falling
into panther form swiftly.
He looked over his shoulder at her and Carly shot to her
feet as she went to open the door for him. Before she opened the door, she put
her hand on the panther’s back. His head turned toward her and she could see
his fangs as his lip curled slightly. She shuddered at the thought of what
those gleaming white razors might be doing soon.
“Please be careful,” Carly said softly as she opened the door.
The panther butted his head against her leg in a rough caress then glared
pointedly at the locks. “Okay, I’ll lock the door behind you.”
The panther nodded once then faded into the shadows outside
her front door. Carly shut the door quickly locked it then moved away from it.
She heard a sound from the kitchen and headed toward it. Micah had obviously
used the back door. His clothes had been discarded just beside the door but he
had somehow managed to lock the door on his way out.
Trying to control her racing heart, Carly looked for
something to do. Danger had come to her home uninvited. Not one to stand around
wringing her hands, she sprinted lightly up the stairs to her bedroom. No way
would she allow someone to hurt Tony. He’d put himself in the line of fire by
not backing down from that Slade. She would stand beside him and fight if
necessary.
Opening the closet door so forcefully that it bounced off
the wall, Carly dove in. She moved several boxes, muttering under her breath. Finally !
She jerked a small box out with a satisfied crow.
“I don’t think this is what Dad meant when he said I might
need this thing.” Carly laid the pistol on the bed, trying to remember what she
had done with the
into Tony’s eyes as Micah continued to undress. Both men chuckled and Tony
shook his head.
“No, it’s just easier and less restrictive to do so. Clothes
don’t change with you so it’s easier and less expensive to take them off before
they get ripped.” Tony touched her shoulder briefly then leaned back. Carly
looked at Micah, keeping her gaze firmly on his face.
When Micah had completely undressed, he shook his head
slightly and when she blinked a large gray wolf stood in his place. Gray
mottled his coat with some strands highlighted with an almost silver tint. The
same dark brown eyes gazed at her, but the liquid intelligence behind them
would have marked him as no ordinary wolf to any casual observer. Carly looked
at Tony who nodded at her then she stood and walked over to Micah.
He sat at her approach and she reached out hesitantly to
touch him. Micah never moved as she slowly ran her hand down his back. Micah
shuddered slightly and glanced at Tony, who just smiled at him. Carly really
had no idea what that soft, tentative touch was doing to the two shifters. They
literally craved the type of contact she unknowingly provided.
Micah suddenly stood and shook and Carly laughed as she sat
back on her heels beside him. Micah moved away from her and when he changed
back, he was standing on the other side of the chair from her. He picked up his
pants and pulled them on then sat down in the chair to pull his socks and boots
back on.
Carly moved slowly back over to the couch, trying to
reconcile what she had seen with what she had always believed due to movies and
books. She had noticed that Micah hadn’t been aroused like Tony had when
he’d changed back to human. “So, you’re both carnivores?”
The two men looked at one another and laughed. Carly had no
clue what they found so amusing so she simply shrugged as she waited for an
answer.
“Yes, we are both carnivores. Actually in human form we’re
omnivores really, but I do eat raw meat in wolf form.” Micah pulled his shirt
back on then suddenly raised his head.
Tony tensed on the couch then sprang to his feet as well. Micah
leapt up, heading for the back door before Carly could ask what was happening.
Tony had quickly shed his pants again then moved to the front door, falling
into panther form swiftly.
He looked over his shoulder at her and Carly shot to her
feet as she went to open the door for him. Before she opened the door, she put
her hand on the panther’s back. His head turned toward her and she could see
his fangs as his lip curled slightly. She shuddered at the thought of what
those gleaming white razors might be doing soon.
“Please be careful,” Carly said softly as she opened the door.
The panther butted his head against her leg in a rough caress then glared
pointedly at the locks. “Okay, I’ll lock the door behind you.”
The panther nodded once then faded into the shadows outside
her front door. Carly shut the door quickly locked it then moved away from it.
She heard a sound from the kitchen and headed toward it. Micah had obviously
used the back door. His clothes had been discarded just beside the door but he
had somehow managed to lock the door on his way out.
Trying to control her racing heart, Carly looked for
something to do. Danger had come to her home uninvited. Not one to stand around
wringing her hands, she sprinted lightly up the stairs to her bedroom. No way
would she allow someone to hurt Tony. He’d put himself in the line of fire by
not backing down from that Slade. She would stand beside him and fight if
necessary.
Opening the closet door so forcefully that it bounced off
the wall, Carly dove in. She moved several boxes, muttering under her breath. Finally !
She jerked a small box out with a satisfied crow.
“I don’t think this is what Dad meant when he said I might
need this thing.” Carly laid the pistol on the bed, trying to remember what she
had done with the
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