Forbidden Seduction (Lee County Wolves Series) Book #2 by Teresa Gabelman

look on her face before heading to the refrigerator. She pulled out some chocolate syrup.
    Hunter watched in horror as she squirted the chocolate syrup on the scrambled eggs, picked up the fork and took a huge bite of eggs and chocolate syrup.
    “Mmmm.” Janna’s head fell back. “Now that’s—”
    “Fucking disgusting.” This time Hunter was the one gagging. “Damn, Janna, you’re going to make me throw up.”
    “No, it’s good. Here, take a bite.” Janna scooped a large chunk of nasty on her fork heading his way.
    “Hey!” Hunter dodged, getting as far away as he could. Downing the rest of his coffee, he decided the back door was the easiest, safest, and closest exit. Her mood swings from wanting to smack him, kill his brother, to wanting to feed him some nasty shit was enough to send him running like a little bitch, and that was exactly what he did. “Tell Garrett I’ll be back… maybe.”
    “Jesus!” Hunter practically fell out the back door trying to get away from the craziness. Women were certifiably nuts. When pregnant, he didn’t even know what classification to put them in. Stepping on something, he looked down and cursed. He had forgotten his damn shoes. Glancing back at the house, he decided he’d walk on hot coals before he went back inside.
    Heading toward the feed mill, he was anxious to see Emily, a new emotion to him. Usually, he wasn’t anxious for a woman’s company; they were anxious for his. His frown deepened the closer he came to the store and the more his brain worked. He was finally admitting to himself something he knew long ago. Emily Snodgrass was his damn mate, and that was exactly why he’d done everything in his power to stay the fuck away from her, but something had changed. It had nothing to do with her changed looks. Nope, it had everything to do with a shifter’s make-up. He didn’t understand it, none of them did, but once a shifter found their mate that was it. Nothing they could do, say, pray or anything could change the fact. And Hunter Foster knew that more than anyone because he had done all that and more when he realized what his wolf had been telling him years ago.
    His reluctance to admit to the truth about Emily had nothing at all to do with her, but everything to do with him. He hadn’t wanted a mate, thought it was a bunch of bullshit. So what had changed? He knew exactly what had changed. Watching his brother with Janna had him yearning for something, but what really set things in motion for him was being with the VC Warriors and watching them with their mates. It was the same for vampires. His yearning intensified, as did the irritation of his wolf. He realized he had never felt complete with any woman, but something about Emily had always comforted him. He had fought hard, but the battle was lost, and it was time he stepped up. He just hoped she would have him after everything.
    Heading up the steps to the feed mill, he opened the door expecting to see Emily, but instead, Deb was behind the counter. “Hey, Deb.” Hunter greeted. “Is Emily here?”
    “No.” Deb frowned, which she always seemed to do. “It’s her day off, and she was already gone when I came in this morning.”
    “Do you know where she is?” Unease settled in the pit of his stomach.
    “I never know where Emily is,” Deb replied with a shrug. “Her car’s gone so she’ll probably be gone all day.”
    “What’s her cell phone number?” Hunter pulled out his phone ready to punch in the number.
    Deb didn’t answer but just stared at him and then laughed. “What did old Mable threaten you with this time?”
    “What?” Hunter’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing.
    “Everyone knows why you took my sister to her prom.” Deb chuckled. “I mean, I know she’s lost a little weight and got rid of those god-awful glasses, but honestly, Hunter, stop already. Old Mable doesn’t have power. She’s not a witch.”
    Hunter had to count to ten before he opened his mouth. If