Rebecca Royce: Summer’s Wolf

“Stop knocking me over. I can help you. I killed Claudius for goodness sake.”

Cullen loved the feeling of Summer beneath his body. “About that…”

“I’m fine. Don’t obsess. I did it to save you, not exact revenge. I’d kill more than him for you.”

Fate had certainly picked out a woman who could match him in temperament. He leaned down to kiss her again.

“Ah … guys.” Cullen’s head shot up to stare at a woman he didn’t know who stood in the doorway.

“Faith?” Summer knew her, which was a relief.

“All of the captive wolves are escaping.”

Cullen closed his eyes for a second. This was bad, very bad. Gods knew how many psychotic wolves were being released onto society to destroy until they died from the lack of whatever it was Claudius had given them here. Kendrick was free and, at least temporarily controlling an army of demons. His former Alpha was likely to go through some kind of withdrawal too. And he also couldn’t forget the Westervelt pack had a traitor in its midst.

He frowned and Summer smoothed out the lines on his face.

“We’re going to live in constant danger.” Summer deserved nothing but the truth from him.

“It will never be dull, my Cullen.”

He smiled and kissed her deeply. It would be never be dull and for the first time in his life he knew he couldn’t lose. As long as he had Summer, his gorgeous white wolf, he was unstoppable.

Summer laughed. “We’re unstoppable together.”

“You read minds now?”

Summer raised one eyebrow and stood, offering him her hand as she rose. “I am a woman of many talents and my wolf is stronger than even I knew.”

Cullen nodded as they walked towards the exit. “I will never underestimate my Summer’s wolf.”

He smiled. He’d waited eternity and she was beyond worth it. Her soul throbbed inside of him as he took her body in his arms and kissed her. He was hers and for the first time ever he looked forward to the future. Whatever may come their way.

The End