Lost Wolf

Chapter 18

Damon POV

"We have been struggling to find any additional information," Grady said with hesitation.

I nodded. I could tell he was bracing for my reaction but I wasn't upset.

"Keep looking. And let me know if you come across anything that could explain Ashton's wolf," I responded.

I could see Grady's body relax at that.

"Maybe you should reach back out to Dr Crawford in the meantime," Grady added.

That's not a bad idea. At a minimum she could at least rule out anything physical.

"Good idea" I nodded at Grady again. "Will you have her come to the pack house in the morning?"

"Got it." Grady said as he stood up.

"Grady..." I said before he reached the door. "Thanks"

He paused for a moment, then shook his head and let out a laugh. "Don't be getting all soft on us just 'cuz you found your mate"

I let out a couple chuckles as I watched him leave. I finished up a couple work related items and then headed up to my bedroom to quickly shower before dinner.

As I entered my sitting area I smelled a mixture of my soap and Ashton's scent. That told me she must be ready or at least close to ready. Her scent drove me wild. I found myself craving it when I wasn't around her.

I opened the door to find standing in front of the mirror fixing her long brown hair. She was wearing a black dress that tied around her neck, leaving her back exposed. The floor length fabric clung to her ass and legs as she moved giving me brief glances at her curves that made me want more. She was the most stunning woman I had ever seen.

She turned to face me and smiled. "Ready?" She asked.

"Sure, just let me take a quick shower," I responded.

I quickly made my way into the bathroom and showered in record time. I wrapped a towel around my hips and opened the door to the bedroom to find Ashton seated on the lounge chair reading a book.

She looked up, her eyes meeting mine before trailing down my body to the towel on my hips. Her cheeks began to redden bringing a smile to my face.

I wanted to know what was going on in the pretty head of hers.

Ashton POV

Damon stepped out of the bathroom, his body still damp from his shower. His towel sat dangerously low on his hips. I wanted to drop that towel and wrap my mouth around it was concealing.

I immediately became embarrassed at my own thoughts. What is this man doing to me? And why do I like it so much.

I watched him step into the closet and quickly emerge dressed in jeans and a plain T-shirt. So simple, yet so sexy.

We walked down to the dining room together in comfortable silence. We sat down just as the food was being served. It smelled delicious and my stomach growled loudly.

Damon smirked, "guess I shouldn't keep you waiting next time."

I just rolled my eyes at him.

After a few bites he looks back at me.

"So.." he starts. "I've asked Dr Crawford to come see you tomorrow morning."

I stop eating, a bit taken aback. "Okay, but why?"

"I'm concerned about your wolf not coming forward after she was briefly there. I just want to rule out anything physical," he said.

"I didn't realize something was wrong with me." I blurted a little too harsh.

"I didn't mean it like that," Damon quickly replied.

"If your wolf is truly the Shadow Heir, there may be a reason why she isn't coming forward that I'm unaware of." He finished.

I sighed. "Okay"

I know he didn't mean anything rude by it. I'm not sure why I reacted that way.

I tried to finish dinner and relax but I couldn't help the thoughts that were rolling around in my head.

Is there something wrong with me? With my wolf who I've never even confirmed is truly there? Maybe I'm not a wolf at all. Maybe I'm just a freak who doesn't belong in either world.