Chapter 147

Kendrick wanted to groan in frustration as Joel returned the cock-blocking favor of the other night, arriving in time to break up the most wonderful kiss.

Poor Ruth. Not realizing the wolf would never harm a hair on their heads, she trembled in his arms as her wide eyes peered in the darkness, unable to make out Joel's furry shape. Worse, he couldn't reassure her because sane people knew wolves were wild.

"Run. Go back to camp," he whispered.

"I won't leave you alone," she bravely replied, her courage belied by her shaking frame.

"I'll be fine. Don't you worry about me. Now go. I'll be right behind you." Giving her a little push in the direction of camp, he added a sharp slap on her ass to get her moving. Okay, that was more for his enjoyment, but it had the desired effect as she scooted.

"What the hell was that?" Joel demanded, hands on his hips, unconcerned about his nudity as he confronted his friend.