Cat’s POV
I gasped, spun around, and saw---
“LUKA!”
Talk about a sight for sore eyes! He looked a bit disheveled, had a split lip, and had numerous bite- and claw marks all over his arms and shoulders. I could only imagine the rest of him looked the same, but his wolf was rapidly healing him, making most of the wounds already look days old.
He didn’t reply to my outburst, but pulled me closer and captured my lips with his, kissing me deeply and tenderly. Kissing me, as if he needed it more than air to breath…
“When I said be careful,” he growled low, his wolf right there with him when he finally broke the kiss. “I didn’t mean for you to place yourself between a gun and a psycho bitch.”
The kiss had left me dazed and perhaps it was the adrenaline, but right then and there, I would hav
