Free Galen by Tianna Xander Page A

grabbed the visor over her head and pulled it down. Biting her lip, she lifted the plastic cover and the light blinked on, illuminating her face. “Oh. My. God.” Kendra turned to him, her eyes wide as saucers. “I look younger.” Turning back to the mirror, she lifted her hand to her face and touched her cheek. “I look easily ten, maybe fifteen years younger. How is this possible?”
    “I told you. You’ll age slower now. It would only make sense that you would look like your thirty-five year-old werewolf counterpart.” Galen didn’t know if he should smile or stay stoic. Most human women he’d known would have been ecstatic to find out she looked younger and, in fact, wouldn’t age as quickly as other women.
    “Look at it this way, Kendra. You just got a free face lift. Whether you think so now or not, you’ve been given a gift—a rare and precious gift and you should embrace it.”
    “A gift, huh?” She kept staring at herself in the mirror. “So you think that having my life stolen is a rare and precious gift? I liked my life. I loved my students and now I have nothing.”
    Perhaps now was the time to tell her the way he felt. As much as he wanted to wait, maybe he needed to tell her how much he wanted her. How much he needed her. At least she wasn’t left with the nothing she feared. However, the thought that she might fear him more didn’t escape his thoughts.
    Galen wanted to tell her she was his mate. He ached to tell her, yet he was unsure of his welcome into her arms, her life. What if he told her they were soul mates and she rejected him? Could he live with knowing he had a mate and she didn’t want him? Did he really have a choice?
    Taking a deep breath, Galen gathered his courage to tell her the truth. “Kendra, I need to—”
    “Look!” She pointed to a sign in the distance. “A motel. And it has a twenty-four hour diner. We can finally stop and get something to eat and get some sleep.”
    “Yes.” Galen sighed, unsure as to whether he was saved by the sign or cursed to wait to tell her. Either way, it seemed as though he’d gotten a reprieve.
     

Chapter Fifteen
     
     
    Kendra couldn’t wait until Galen stopped the truck. She needed to get away from him as quickly as possible before she did something stupid and jumped him. It took every ounce of willpower she had to keep from climbing into his lap and planting a kiss dead on his lips when he told her how much he wanted her.
    She wanted him, too. Never in her life had she felt this way about a man she’d just met. She wanted him more than she ever wanted anyone before. She didn’t know why. She couldn’t stop thinking about what it would feel like to have him make love with her.
    The minute he told her about how he couldn’t think of anything but how she would feel wrapped around his cock, she found it difficult to think of anything but that as well.
    Why? Why did she want this man so much? Hell, he wasn’t really even a man, not in the sense that he was one-hundred percent human, but she guessed that didn’t matter now because she wasn’t human anymore either. Not in the truest sense of the word anyway.
    Her stomach flip-flopped when she thought about how alone they were. She had been tempted to make him pull off on the side of the road so they could consummate their strange relationship in the back of the truck.
    Thank God she’d seen the sign for the hotel. It had stopped him from saying whatever it was he’d been about to say. Something like Don’t worry about it, sweetheart, I won’t touch you. She was sure that’s what he’d been about to say. She didn’t want to hear that. She wanted to hear about how much he wanted her. Hell, she wanted him.
    “I’m sorry I just blurted that out the way I did,” Galen said as he turned into the motel parking lot. He pulled into a spot and put the SUV in park, shut off the engine and turned to her. “I’ll get us separate, but adjoining rooms so you won’t have to worry