“I will and then I’ll figure out what to do. If Ranger doesn’t lead this season, I might have to.”
“Hurry, please.” Her slender fingers reached for mine. The touch of her hand against my skin was a spark of hope.
We were meant to be.
I felt the rightness of my beast’s declaration, mesmerized as the sounds of the woods stilled around us and drawn in by the intensity of the swirling emotions in her eyes. Her lips parted, soft and inviting as she wet them.
“Don’t kiss me.”
I smiled. “But it’s my turn to make the next move.”
I captured her lips with my lips, sealing my fate when Fallon inhaled my breath and stole my soul. She fell into my arms as she returned my kiss with a feverish intensity. Our tongues clashed, warring for dominance, and I grinned to myself as she tried to contain her
