I looked at my hand, gripping the door handle of her vehicle. I wondered if she even realized I had torn it off when she sped away. So close! She’s surprisingly quick for a human.
Watching her drive away, I stood in the middle of the street, growling in exasperation. My feisty mate won’t like it when I find her and get 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’m 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 hunting down m
