Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Daddy told her repeatedly it was normal and would go back down after she shifted. He’d held her over his lap and pushed that thermometer into her bottom more times than she could count.
“Daddy…” she groaned, shoving at his hands so he would stop touching her entirely.
“I’m going to release you, Little one, and you’re going to take a few steps back to let your wolf come out. Are you ready?”
She shook her head, feeling defiant and kind of scared. She’d always known this day would come. She’d actually known it would be today in fact. But now that it was upon her, she was panicking.
She started hyperventilating.
“Look at me, Khloe,” Daddy ordered.
She lifted her gaze to his, shuddering. “Scared.”
“I know, Little one, but I’m right here. Nothing bad will happen to you. I want you to step back, close your eyes, and let your wolf come to the surface. You will shift in just seconds before dropping down onto your paws and showing Daddy how pretty your wolf is.”
He was so calm with her, encouraging her and not commenting on her defiant behavior.
He released her hip and lifted her chin. “Take a deep breath, Baby girl.”
She shook her head.
He chuckled but didn’t release her chin. “Deep breath for Daddy.”
She narrowed her gaze at him, feeling incredibly argumentative.
“I don’t think you want Daddy to spank your naughty bottom before you shift. You’re so overheated I bet my palm would really sting against your bottom.”
She gasped. He’d mentioned spanking her earlier, but she hadn’t taken him seriously. “You can’t spank me.” Her nipples hardened as if the traitorous buds found the idea intriguing.
“I can, Little one, and I will. When you disobey me, you will go over my lap so I can spank your bare bottom. It’s how Little girls learn to obey their Daddies.”
She twisted in his grip, trying to free herself.
“Breathe, Khloe,” he ordered, his voice more demanding this time.
She drew in a deep breath and let it out hard.
“Good girl. Again.”
She growled at him as she followed his orders.
He released her. “Take a few steps back, Baby girl, and close your eyes.”
She stumbled backward, nearly falling on her ass. It served her right for being so disagreeable, but she wasn’t in her right mind. All she could focus on was the way her overheated skin crawled. It seemed like she was going to turn inside out.
Her wolf was right at the surface. She would not be denied. Khloe closed her eyes, took a slow deep inhale, and let her wolf shimmer to the surface. It surprised her how easy it was. It took no effort on her part to let her wolf out. Seconds later, she dropped onto all fours and stared down in shock at her paws.
The size of her paws surprised her. She was a small woman. Her wolf seemed to be larger than average. Was that possible? When she lifted one of her paws up to see it better, she lost her balance and fell forward, hitting her snout on the floor.
Felix dropped onto his knees in front of her and stroked behind her ear. “It takes a while to get your paws to cooperate, Little one.” His words were kind. His voice was off.
She pulled herself back onto all fours and lifted her head to find her Daddy staring at her with furrowed brows. He stroked her head again.
She stared at him. What was he thinking? What was he not saying? He looked shocked. He was slightly pale and his brows were furrowed. She cocked her head to one side, willing him to speak. She certainly could not.
He gave her a forced smile. “Take some steps, Baby girl. Try out those paws. You’ll get the hang of it.” He rose from his squatted position, but when she tipped her head back to hold his gaze, she stumbled backward. He seemed smaller. Shorter? Why was her perspective out of whack? Maybe it was normal. She had no idea.
She glanced around the room. She’d been avoiding looking directly at the odd colorful section in one corner. As soon as her gaze landed there, she jerked it away. She presumed whatever she was seeing had something to do with her, and she wasn’t ready to face the reality of what she’d glimpsed.
Daddy rubbed his forehead. “Let’s step outside, Baby girl. You’ll have more space.” He grabbed a pair of jeans from the back of the couch and shrugged into them before taking several strides toward the door, opening it, and turning to face her. “Do not run off. Stay close to me at all times. Understood?”
She nodded her head. It felt awkward and heavy.
Her first few steps were out of sync, causing her to stumble and nearly fall before she figured out the rhythm and managed to meet Daddy at the door. As she stepped through the entrance, her flank grazed the frame. She was completely unable to judge her size, and her spatial awareness was totally out of whack.