Resisting the Moon (Royal Shifters #2)(13)

“I’m so sorry, Tyla. I know you don’t want to lose another love, but Sebastian is your true mate. You’re not going to lose him.”

No one could say that for sure. “You don’t know that. I’d rather not get attached.”

She huffed and I could tell she was getting angry with me. “Suit yourself, but one of these days he’s going to lose his mind to the rage. I care about him, Tyla. If you don’t want him going off the deep end and possibly being killed by another pack, you’re going to have to help him.”

“He says he hasn’t been with anyone since he’s been in Wyoming. What if he’s lying to me?”

“What if he’s not? You should be able to recognize the truth.”

He was telling the truth, but it was so hard to believe. This was Sebastian we were talking about, one of the most highly sought after wolves in our pack. Everyone wanted him. “It’s much easier to think of him as a dog,” I replied.

“Well, he’s not. Wait, scratch that, we all kind of are, just a different breed. He’s a good guy though, and very strong. The perfect mate, actually.”

“Better not let Ryker hear you say that,” I said. Sebastian would be the perfect mate. That was what made everything so difficult.

Someone knocked on the door, so I flushed the toilet and turned on the water. “Almost done,” I called. “Bailey, I have to go. I’ll call you as soon as I figure out what’s going on.”

“We’ll be here.”

Hanging up, I hurried outside to where Sebastian stood, waiting by the car. He opened the door for me and stepped out of the way. No matter what, he was always a gentleman.

“How long until we get there?” I asked.

“About an hour, depending on traffic.”

Nodding, I got into the car. Before he could shut the door, I stopped it with my hand. “I’m sorry,” I blurted out, meeting his gaze.

“For what?”

“For being such a bitch. I know my attitude doesn’t help our situation and it definitely won’t help us find my family.”

His brows furrowed. “What are you saying?”

I shrugged. “I’m saying that from now on I’ll stop with the snide comments, unless you deserve them. We need to get along if we’re to help my family.”

“That’s it?” he asked, temper flaring. “You have nothing else to say now that you know the truth?” The last thing I wanted was to infuriate him more, but I couldn’t offer what he wanted.

“I don’t want to argue, Sebastian. Thank you for clearing up the air, but it still doesn’t change anything. I’m not ready to be your mate.”

Huffing, he averted his gaze, gripping the edge of the car door. “Something tells me you won’t ever be ready.”



The tension in the car was so thick it could be cut with a knife. His wolf wanted to claim me and mine wanted to be claimed. My fingers ached to touch him and my body yearned to be beneath his, but I knew if I gave in, I wouldn’t be able to stop.

We were almost to my aunt and uncle’s house, cruising down their mile long gravel driveway. When their cabin came into view, we saw two cars parked out front. Judging by the car tracks, neither one of them had been moved recently.

I typed Amelie’s address into my GPS and waited for it to load. “It says we’re two miles from Amelie’s.”

Sebastian nodded and parked the car. All I wanted was for him to talk to me; he hadn’t since we’d left the gas station. He got out of the car and I followed suit. “If they’re not here, I say we go through the woods. Their cars haven’t been moved in days.”

“I noticed that when we pulled in,” I said.

Dread settled into the pit of my gut. My aunt and uncle were always traveling, going from place to place. There was no way they’d stay put for a long period of time without driving somewhere. We got closer to the cabin and I picked up both my aunt and uncle’s scent, along with a trace of Amelie.

“I don’t smell any wolves, other than my family,” I pointed out.

Sebastian nodded, then looked toward the door. “Want to go inside?”

There was nothing out of place on the front porch, no smashed windows or signs of forced entry. “Yeah, let’s take a look.”

He turned the knob and the door opened right up. Sarah and Benjamin’s scents were in there, but not strong. My eyes burned when I walked into their living room. Nothing was out of place. Their whole house was filled with nothing but Benjamin’s handcrafted furniture, and Sarah’s paintings hanging on the wall. I missed them so much.

Sebastian came up behind me. “They don’t have any enemies do they?”

On the coffee table sat a wooden wolf figurine. Picking it up, I inspected it and shook my head. “Not that I know of. They’re the kindest-hearted wolves I know. They’d do anything to avoid a fight.” Benjamin loved his artwork more than fighting and Sarah was the same with her paintings. They were the perfect match.

“Unfortunately, there are a lot of wolves who prey on people like them,” Sebastian murmured. He headed toward the back door and took a deep breath when he opened it. “Their trails are stronger out here.”

He took off out the door and I rushed after him. He was right. Their scents were stronger, especially in the direction toward Amelie’s house. Sebastian stopped at the edge of the woods and waited for me.