I looked at my hand, gripping the door handle of her vehicle. I wondered if she even realized that I had torn it off when she sped away. So close! She was surprisingly quick for a human.
Watching her drive away, I stood in the middle of the street, growling in exasperation. My feisty mate wouldn’t like it when I found her and got my hands on her. All over her. It’s not the time for these thoughts, Beau.
My body tensed and fought myself—and now my wolf.
‘I’d say it’s always time for those thoughts when it comes to our mate,’ Blade chimed.
‘She could have broken her damn neck!’ I retorted.
What on earth was she thinking? I know what I was thinking. As much as the anger bubbled beneath the surface—mostly from fear of her getting hurt—lust also competed for my attention.
The idea of hu
