Free Seduced By A Wolf by Zena Wynn Page B

Spook asked, “Where’s the body?”
    He sucked in a deep breath. “I didn’t kill him. Hooch is alive. Unconscious, but still breathing.”
    “Oh, well in that case, you didn’t lose control at all. With your strength and training, if you were truly enraged, dude would be dead,” Spook said in a relieved tone of voice. “Why don’t you tell me what happened.”
    Sean reported the sequence of events, starting with his meeting with Derrick and Von and up to a few minutes ago when he left Derrick’s apartment.
    “Did you shift?”
    “No.”
    “Good. Think he’ll cause problems?”
    He gazed out the window as he thought. “No, I don’t believe so. His ego won’t allow him to admit he’s been bested. Not only that, dude’s a minister now. I don’t think he’ll want his congregation knowing he knocked his fiancé out cold or why.”
    “How’s your lady friend? She okay?” Sean could hear the concern in Spook’s voice.
    “I don’t know. She left during the fight. She’s got to be hurt, though. Hooch packs a powerful punch and she went down hard.” His fists clenched again and he gritted his teeth as he remembered the sight of Von crumpled on the floor.
    “Damn,” Spook said with feeling. “All right. First things first. Give me the dude’s address and if you want, I’ll arrange for someone to go over there to smooth things out. Sounds like you trashed the place pretty good. Fixing things ought to help.”
    Sean thought about it. Did he want to fix things with Hooch? No, not really but for Von’s sake he would. He rattled off the address.
    “Now, about your lady. You said you were only trying to comfort her and things got out of hand?”
    “Yeah. As much as I love her, I wouldn’t have taken her with her fiancé in the next room. That wasn’t the plan.” Sean still wasn’t sure what happened.
    “Were you aroused?”
    Sean thought back to Von’s scent, her voice, and her see-through bra and panties that revealed every line and curve of her body. The feel of her tight, wet pussy gripping his shaft as she rode him. His cock engorged and began to throb. “Yeah.” It came out a growl.
    “Pheromones,” Spook said, as though that explained everything.
    Sean cleared the wolf out of his throat. “What?”
    “Pheromones. Lycans have powerful pheromones. Makes us irresistible to the opposite sex. One sniff of you and she was a goner.”
    Sean scowled. “So you’re saying this whole thing between us—her reaction to me—was hormone induced?”
    “Well, yes and no. The pheromones would draw her to you and possibly lower her guard, but it wouldn’t make her to do anything she didn’t already want to do.”
    Knowing Von wanted him as much as he wanted her made Sean feel somewhat better. Otherwise, what happened between them would have been little better than rape. But still, he couldn’t help remember the dazed, drugged look in her eyes and it made him wonder just how much control Von really had over her actions. The Von he knew would never have—
    “Did you bite her?” Spook asked, interrupting his train of thought.
    Had he? He had to think. He remembered being almost hyper focused on Von. Everything else fading into the background. After a moment of silence he said, “I did. My beast was riding me pretty hard. I couldn’t resist.”
    “Staking its claim. I figured from the way you talked about her she was the one for you. Your other half obviously agreed. Congratulations on your mating. We’ll have to throw you a party once you get back.”
    “What do you mean, mating?”
    Spook sighed. “Didn’t you pay attention to anything I told you about women and Lycans?”
    “Not really,” Sean admitted. “I remember you saying the virus attaches to the Y-chromosome and that our sexual appetite would increase. Mostly I focused on the knowledge I needed to get us out of that hellhole we were in.” And later he’d been worried about keeping his ass out of some secret government lab when