“I’m not your problem, Vic. You don’t need to look after me like some child. You don’t have some wolf claim on me just because I drank your blood.” Doubt clouded her mind. Did he? She wasn’t going to pretend to understand all there was to know about his way of life. She’d never studied up on Werewolf legend.
“Nerina.” His voice dipped lower. So low, it touched the southern region of her core and stirred awake the need to have him deep inside of her. Don’t go there! She scolded herself internally. “I want to protect you. Work with me here. Let me take you to Eden’s Den. You’ll be safe there. Blue is one of us, and I’ve already asked his permission.”
She was not going to Eden’s Den to be trapped there with nothing to do but watch women get tied up and f****d senseless. It was not an ideal
