think I’m your mate?”
“No, I know you’re my mate. Tell me that you couldn’t stop thinking about me when I left yesterday morning.”
“This is a lot to process right now.” Emma took her hand back before holding her head between both of them. Travis felt the need to wrap her up in his arms and tell her everything would be okay, but somehow he knew that she wouldn’t accept his comfort at this moment.
“We can talk about being mates another time, but allow me to help you and your wolf.” Travis was desperate to get close to her and knew this was one of the best ways.
“How?”
“You need to be in the right place for it. If you’re born into it, then your family helps you for years before you even shift. I take it you weren’t born into it?”
“No, I was scratched.”
“Well, it doesn’t matter. I can still help you. The full moon is in two days. Each night, if we meet someplace public or private, I can teach you how to get your mind in the right place. If you would like my help that is?”
“I would be grateful for your help.”
“Not all wolf shifters are bad, Emma. There are only a few rouge packs around the whole country. I swear by the time the full moon comes shifting won’t be painful and you will be able to control your wolf.”
“Where do you want to meet then?”
“You know the town better. Pick somewhere public for the first session, so I know how suppressed your wolf actually is. Here is my number, give me a call.” Travis scribbled his number down on a napkin and handed it to her a few moments before the door opened to the bakery again.
“There is a park just beside the motel. Meet me there at nine?” Emma whispered to him. He nodded his head before placing the money on the table with a smile.
Emma stood and headed behind the counter again, a smile on her pretty face. She really was an amazing creature. The old man she was serving said something that Emma obviously found amusing, since the laughter that flowed through the bakery was magical.
Travis picked his helmet up off the sofa and nodded his head at Emma before leaving the bakery. He needed to figure out how to calm Emma’s wolf so she could shift, yet still allow her to remain in control.
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Emma was excited, but nervous about tonight. She wanted to be able to accept the wolf that was inside of her, but at the time she didn’t want to. While she wanted to feel free and not feel the desire to suppress her wolf, she also didn’t want her wolf. She just wanted to be a normal twenty-six year old woman who ran a bakery in a small town.
She was wiping down the counters when the bell on the bakery door dinged again. It was near closing time and nobody usually visited her shop around this time. Surprisingly, Mrs. Humphrey came inside, dragging her wheelie basket behind her.
Emma knew something was wrong or weird. She asked the elderly woman, “Are you okay, Mrs. Humphrey?”
“Yes, dear. It’s my grandson’s birthday tomorrow and I was wondering if it was too late to put an order in?”
“Of course it’s not too late. What can I help you with?” Emma grabbed the pen and pad that was beside her cash register and waited for Mrs. Humphrey’s order.
“I would like one hundred cupcakes.”
“One hundred?”
“Yes, by nine tomorrow morning. It’s not too much is it, dear?” Mrs. Humphrey clasped her hands together and smiled widely, her gap-toothed smile melting something inside of her.
“No, of course not. They should be ready tomorrow.” Emma didn’t really want to take on the order, but the money would be good for business. The only downside was that she wouldn’t be able to spend the evening with Travis. She sighed before dialling the number that he had left her.
“Hi, Travis. It’s Emma. I can’t come tonight,” she blurted out, as soon as he answered the phone.
“Why