Sold To The Werewolf: A Wolf Shifter Biker Romantic Suspense by Summer Cooper Page A

Fleur has a hidden apartment. Only my father and grandfather knew about it, a few servants a long time ago. I plan to take you there.” Zare looked away from her when she scoffed in disbelief.
    “To the very house I was abducted from? I don’t think so buddy. Not going to happen!” She turned to pour him a cup of coffee, adding the cream he’d got her addicted to in their time together.
    “No, hear me out. It’s like a kid’s dream palace in there. Hidden walls, hidden doors, you can’t find it without going through my bedroom and only then if you know how to get the door to open. There are no windows but there are two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. I’ve updated it over the years so it’s comfortable but it’s where I go when I need to get away from the family for a while. None of them know about it, I swear Jane.”
    “I’ll think about it. How long have I got?” She breathed through her mouth forcefully, letting him know she wasn’t happy.
    “Until mid-afternoon tomorrow. I want to take you both in when it’s dark out. Nobody knows where I am at the moment except my most trusted people. The rest think I’m in New York doing an interview.”
    “Alright. Well. You can sleep on the couch for the night. I’m going to bed.” She brushed by suddenly needing to get away from him so she could think without him nearby to distract her.
    “Please Jane. Come with me.” His eyes pleaded with her but she pushed away.
    “I’ll let you know in the morning.”
    She went into her room and turned off the light, knowing a pillow and a blanket were on the couch that he could use. Jane heard him settling in on the couch and wondered if he was undressing. For an instant a memory of Zare’s naked body filled her mind and she squirmed in the bed, knowing it was going to be a long night with him so close.
    He looked tired, and thinner. She didn’t like that. She knew he was having a rough time and that must be the reason behind it. Revealing such a huge secret to the world couldn’t be easy on a man. Sighing she rolled over, punching her pillows.
    Perhaps she should invite him into her bed? It was king size, there was plenty of room, even for him. That’s when she realized he hadn’t mentioned the money she’d taken. Maybe he just didn’t care about the money? Maybe he knew she’d needed something to keep them safe and wasn’t going to say anything about it. Even with the purchases she’d made most of it was still hidden in the lining of her suitcase in the closet.
    Jane let her mind wander, thinking about nonsense to distract herself. Her body craved her husband, craved his touch, and she’d left the room rather than give in to that need. Now she couldn’t stand knowing he was so close but not touching her. After so many weeks apart to see him now was torture. She’d kidded herself into believing she hadn’t missed him but she had. And now she could hear him clearing his throat in the other room.
    Maybe he’d slip into bed with her when she fell asleep. Slide his hands into her silky pants, between her thighs, and tease her into exploding in his arms? Or maybe she’d go to him, slip under the cover and straddle him. Jane had to bite back a moan as she imagined riding him until he inhaled sharply and pumped his pleasure into her?
    “Fuck!” The word slipped quietly from Jane’s lips, a word she rarely said but often thought. She was frustrated and it was taking a toll.
    This wasn’t helping she decided as she rolled in the bed again, spreading her legs so her thighs wouldn’t press into her center. How was she going to get to sleep now? Go in there and let him take the ache away or do it herself?
    She was just about to throw her covers off when she heard gentle snores coming from the living room through the bedroom door. That settled that question then. She listened to his snores, glad that he was sleeping at least. What was she going to do? She decided she’d wait and talk with