Shadows of the Moon (Black Wolf Agency Book 2) Read online

  Even though Selene was a werewolf now and technically had the ability to defend herself against any possible threat out there, nothing frightened her more than to go against a ruthless killer like this. When that thought crossed her mind, she asked Marcus, “Can you teach me how to shape shift?”

  “That’s right, you haven’t attempted that yet.” He had completely forgotten to speak with her about that.

  “Nope, I’ve been too busy spending time with you.” She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. “Don’t get me wrong; I really enjoy spending time with you, but―”

  “This sounds like a really bad breakup,” he laughed.

  She laughed also and said, “No, of course not, never. It’s just that, I would like to know how it’s done, that’s all.”

  He stepped back and led her to the center of the main room, in the large open space. “Okay, there’s two ways we can do this. Shape shifting can occur in two ways. I changed the first time I got angry, not long after I was converted.”

  “I’d prefer not to have to deal with anger right now, thanks.” She stood with her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face.

  He couldn’t help but smile at her cute mannerisms. “The second way is to concentrate and imagine yourself changing.”

  “Gee, I’ve never imagined myself changing into a wolf before,” she laughed.

  “If it helps, I’ll change with you. Does that sound good? I’ll follow you ever step of the way.”

  “That sounds great, thank you.”

  Selene knew it would help to close her eyes while she attempted this. Whenever she deeply concentrated on anything, she preferred to close her eyes. It helped clear her mind and help her focus. So, when she closed her eyes, she was able to push any doubt out of her mind. After all, what else could explain the super speed and healing and her craving for red meat?

  Next, she tried to concentrate on every cell in her body and willed them to change their shape. She imagined, instead of skin, she had fur. Instead of two arms and two legs, she had four legs. And instead of a human face, she had a long snout and pointed ears.

  When she opened her eyes, she was lower to the ground and face-to-face with a large black wolf. Every human instinct would have told her to be frightened, but that was before. Now, she slowly approached the wolf. Her first steps in wolf form were odd, yet somehow a lot easier than walking in human form. She could see herself being able to easily run fast in this form.

  When she stood before the black wolf, she licked his snout lovingly. Her human side suggested it was strange to lick instead of kiss, but every part of what she was doing felt natural, like it was already second nature to her.

  Marcus turned and trotted away, indicating to her to follow. They went into the guest room she was staying in and she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She walked up to the mirror and studied her reflection; she was a beautiful, solid white color. Her hazel eyes were the same, except they were rimmed with a yellowish-gold color.

  “You’re beautiful,” said Marcus. He already turned back into his human form.

  Selene turned, and just as easily as she had shifted to wolf form, she changed back to human form and gazed into his eyes.

  “Thank you, Marcus.”

  “I’m just stating the obvious. You would be beautiful no matter what form you took,” he said with a smile.

  “No, I mean, thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”

  “The first time I laid eyes on you, I had a feeling you were someone special. And after getting to know you, I know you’re special.”

  She blushed. She didn’t care when other men had complimented her in the past, but there was just something that made her heart flutter every time Marcus said something nice to her like this. “I’m not, really. But you, I’ve looked for someone like you for a long time now. I would have settled for someone half as wonderful as you.”

  “Same here, baby.”

  They continued to stare into each other’s eyes, both of them convinced they were staring into the eyes of their soul mate. But both of them were too scared to admit it yet.

  That night, just before Marcus and Selene got ready to go back to his apartment, Yvonne and Lucius barged in, dragging a limp man.

  “What the hell?” asked Selene, keeping a safe distance from the stranger, for now at least.

  Marcus ran over to help them drag the man into a cell. He needn’t ask what the man’s purpose for being here was; he knew this man was no good.

  Upon settling him down in a cell, exiting, and locking the door, they glared at the man as he came to. He wasn’t large, and didn’t look to be the type to be a serial killer. He just looked like a normal homeless guy they had picked up off the streets. He had black hair, a pale complexion, and dark-brown eyes.

  “Who is this? Please tell me it’s our killer,” asked Marcus, growling as he stared upon the stranger.

  Selene crept up behind Marcus and wrapped her arms around him, peeking over his shoulder at the man in the cell, thinking, ‘I hope this is him, too. Those poor people, all those poor people. No one else needs to die like that.’

  “Yes, his scent was found at the two crime scenes today,” explained Lucius. “He goes by the name, Sam.”

  “I didn’t do it, I tell you!” Sam yelled, startling Selene. He growled as he paced back and forth in his cell. Selene could smell his scent from where she was standing, several feet away. He had a werewolf’s scent, not the smell of a homeless man.

  “Why should we believe you, when the evidence was right in front of us?” asked Yvonne.

  “I told you, I was only there to try to gather evidence for myself. I figured if I could track down the killer… Well, I wanted to be a hero, alright.”

  “Prove it. Prove to us you’re telling the truth,” Marcus demanded.

  “I can’t prove anything, but give it some time. He’ll kill again, you’ll see.”

  Selene stared into the man’s eyes. His aura seemed dark and cold. She had a strong feeling this was the man they were looking for; the man that had attacked her that night and changed her life forever. If only she had her heightened senses that night. She would have been able to see his face in the shadows and smell his scent. Then she would know for sure whether or not this was the man.

  She had to get out of here. She couldn’t stand to be in his presence any longer. “Are you ready to go, Marcus?” she asked, trying not to let her fear show through her voice, though she was failing miserably.

  “Yes,” he answered, staring at the caged man coldly until he and Selene disappeared into the other room. She grabbed her bag and they made their way out of the building.

  Once they were outside, Selene grabbed his arm, getting his attention. She looked into his eyes and asked, “Do you think that’s really the killer, Marcus?”

  “We’ll see if there are any more murders. Then we’ll know for sure.” He started to make his way toward his car, with her following closely behind him.

  “No, really, is your gut telling you this is the killer?”

  “It’s hard to say. Right now, I can’t’ help but feel worried still. I’m paranoid and worried sick, just thinking about someone possibly being out there who wants to kill you.” He opened the car door and let her in.

  She waited until he was in the car and replied, “I know what you mean.”

  “Do you think he’s the killer?” He asked, starting the car and driving away.

  “Honestly, yes, I do. That man has a very dark aura; the kind a killer has.”

  “Just because he has a dark aura doesn’t mean he’s a killer.”

  “You asked my opinion,” Selene replied a bit snarky.

  “I know. I’m just saying, be careful.” He was hoping he could get their mind off this gloomy topic for a moment, plus he was starting to get hungry. “What would you like to eat when we get back to my apartment?”

  “Whatever you want to have is fine with me.”

  “Steak it is, then.” />
  “You know, with us being werewolves and all, don’t you think it would be wise to move to the country and catch our food, instead of buying it at the store?”

  “That’s a great idea, actually. However, there’s the fact that the agency is in the city.”

  “Move the agency, or at least open another location in the country.”

  Marcus really did think that was a great idea. He enjoyed living in the country when he was a young child. He hated it when they had to move to the city and his freedom to shape shift became very limited. But then he became a cop and enjoyed using his abilities, to an extent. He loved making a difference in the city, whether he was a cop or working for Black Wolf Agency.

  “I don’t know, Selene,” he answered after considering her suggestion for a moment. “That would be tough.”

  “Well, just think about it. Maybe bring it up at the next meeting. If your father really is leaving you in charge, then you should have the power to do what you want.”

  “Yes, perhaps, but getting enough people to join me will be difficult. Everyone who works at the agency is firmly established in the city.”

  “It won’t hurt to ask. I know I’m new to this, but think of the space to run freely and never having to worry about letting our secret out. I think quite a few of them would be up for the move, especially the werewolves.”

  “Okay, I’ll ask. Are you happy now? Geesh.” He laughed, smiling at her.

  Just then, Marcus found a close parking space outside his apartment. He parallel parked the car and then kindly opened Selene’s door for her, taking her hand as she stepped out. When they got inside, they worked together preparing dinner, and all the while, Marcus couldn’t stop thinking about what Selene had suggested. Maybe she was right. After all, they were half wild animal, so shouldn’t they live in the country where they could have freedom to live on their wild side?

  As soon as they finished cleaning up dinner and brushed their teeth, Selene grabbed Marcus by the hand and dragged him into the bedroom. Not that he needed to be dragged. He would have gone willingly. He could tell she was anxious, though.

  Upon reaching the edge of the bed, Selene grabbed his face and leaned in to kiss him, taking the tip of her tongue and sliding it across his bottom lip. She waited until he parted his lips to push her tongue inside his mouth to mingle with his. Running her hands up his shirt, she felt his rippled abs, imagining how hot he looked naked. She wanted to get his clothes off in that instant. In an attempt to pull off his shirt quickly, she ripped it off instead, laughing at her mistake.

  “You ripped my shirt,” he said, grinning at her. He couldn’t be mad at her, and he had to admit, that was very sexy.

  He stepped closer to her and she could feel his hard erection pressing against her as he unbuttoned her shirt and took it off. She was so distracted by what he was doing, and the feel of him against her, that she almost forgot to reply. “I know. I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be. I like it when you’re rough.” He looked down at her chest as he unclipped her bra and slipped it off, touching her nipples with his fingertips.

  “Oh, you do, huh?” she asked, running her hand down inside his pants and grabbing his hard cock, giving it a squeeze.

  He gasped, grinned at her, and said, “Oh, you’re getting it now.” He pushed her down on the bed, her bottom half still off the bed, her feet touching the floor. In one quick move, he pulled off her pants along with her panties and knelt down on the floor in front of her. Marcus grabbed hold of her ankles and lifted her legs, settling them over his shoulders. Leaning in, he began nibbling on her thigh, working upward between her legs. He slowly grazed his tongue along her warm, wet entrance, dipping the tip between her folds to get a good taste of her. Then he traced his tongue upward, circling it slowly around her clit.

  “That feels so good, Marcus,” she moaned, as she reached down and ran her fingers through his hair.

  He loved the way she ran her fingers along his scalp. He hated to admit it, but he actually liked being petted, at least by her. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to lay her out under him and fuck her until both of them passed out, but he wanted to please her first. He loved playing with her like this anyway.

  As Selene felt Marcus begin to suck on her clit, she gasped, arching her back in pleasure. She knew he was exploring her and had found her undoing. As he continued, he ran his hand up to her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers and making the bud harden from his touch. When she didn’t think she could take anymore, she felt a finger enter her and then another one as Marcus started fucking with his fingers, while continuing to circle her clit with his tongue. He bent his fingers inside her finding the sweet spot that send her over the edge. She reached her climax, digging her nails into his scalp as she yelled out his name.

  Marcus leaned over her, grinning, happy he had satisfied her, at least momentarily.

  “Holy fuck, that was amazing!” she said, seemingly overwhelmed.

  “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he said, kissing her.

  Determined to get him naked, Selene sat up, pushing him up with her, and undid his pants, pushing them down. He kicked them off, leaned in for a quick kiss, and then whispered, “Turn around.”

  She grinned at him and did as he said. She turned around and bent forward, resting her hands on the bed, as she felt his shaft rub up against her. He slowly guided himself inside her wet entrance. She gasped as she felt him penetrate her deep, moving slowly in and out of her. He leaned forward and pushed her hair to the side, kissing the back of her neck and down to her shoulder blade. The sensation of his lips on her back sent a chill through her and she moaned and shuddered lightly. Next, she reached for his hand and grabbed it, guiding it to her breast. She kept her hand on top of his as he played with her nipple. Then, he grabbed her hip with his other hand and while digging his fingers into her skin, he thrust into her harder, pulling her toward him in rhythmic, hard motions. She knew she wouldn’t last long like this. She could already feel the orgasm building.

  With every thrust into her, she cried out in pleasure. Marcus could tell she was close. He stopped, pulled out of her, and turned her around to face him, kissing her with force. Then, with one of her feet still on the floor, he lifted up her other leg and wrapped it around his waist and pushed into her again. “I want to see the look on your gorgeous face when you come,” he whispered, kissing her again.

  The mere words coming out of his mouth had her melting. With one hand behind her back, holding her, he used his other hand to play with one of her nipples, pinching it as he thrust hard and fast into her. With that, she was finished. As she reached her high, she threw her head back and cried out in what sounded like a howl. She went weak in the knees, and the one knee still supporting her nearly gave way. She would have collapsed to the floor, if not for Marcus’s hold on her.

  Between the look of pure bliss on her face, and the feel of her tightening around him after her orgasm, he knew he was done for. Then, just before he climaxed, she reached down and grabbed his balls, squeezing them and sending him crashing over the edge so hard and fast, he didn’t know what hit him. He let out a howl-like noise and felt his knees go weak. He set her leg down and leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers and looking into her eyes closely.

  “Where did you learn that one, hmm?” he asked, grinning.

  “Just trying something new, that’s all.” She grinned back.

  They both reached for the covers on the bed and pulled them back. Then they fell on the bed to start round two.

  Yes, they were certainly in for another long night. It never seemed long enough to them, though. Hours and hours passed by in what seemed like mere minutes to them. They couldn’t get enough of each other.

  Finally, after hours of love making, Selene curled up beside Marcus, and laid her head on his chest, letting the beat of his heart lure her into sleep.

  ~ Chapter Nine ~

  The next morning, when Marcus was in the show
er, Selene’s phone rang.

  “Hello?” she answered in a friendly tone, despite the early hour.

  “Selene,” said an intimidating male voice.

  “Hi, Mr. Gates,” she said, trying not to let the fear show in her voice. Whenever her boss called her personally, it was usually about something bad, or something was dreadfully wrong.

  “Have you gathered more intell on the man in question?”

  “Yes, I have.”

  “Good, tell me as soon as you come to work in a little while.”

  “Will do, sir.”

  She pressed ‘end’ and tucked the phone in the side pocket of her purse. It was put away just in time. Marcus was done in the shower and was just coming out of the bathroom. She looked at him and smiled, but the look on his face told her that he somehow sensed something was wrong.

  “What’s wrong, honey?”

  “Nothing baby, everything’s fine,” said Selene, forcing a smile.

  They quickly got ready and left for the agency. When they arrived, he got to work while she showered and got dressed so she could return to her job at the bank.

  “I really think you should stay with me. What if that killer is still out there? The first place he’d check this time of day is your job.”

  “I’ll be fine. I’m pretty confident Sam is the killer. Besides, if he’s not, I’m a werewolf. I can defend myself.” She knew it would be hard to hide anything from him. He could sense when the slightest thing was off with her. How could he not sense this? She debated telling him about her real job, worried he might think she was spying on him, or something along those lines. But if she didn’t tell him, and he found out the wrong way, he might never trust her again. She would have to find a right way to tell him soon.

  Seeing that there was no convincing Selene otherwise, he nodded in agreement and said, “Alright, but I’m assigning one of the other werewolves to keep an eye on you today.”

  “Marcus, honey, you worry too much.” ‘Oh no, a werewolf bodyguard? How in the hell am I gonna get out of this one?’ she thought, biting her lip nervously. ‘Cool it, Selene. Having a werewolf stand guard outside where I work for only one day won’t jeopardize your secret. I’ll have to make sure to tell him sometime today. I must.’