AIDEN
I felt like the luckiest man alive. My mate, strong and stubborn and frighteningly clever, and for some reason choosing me.
My wolf let out a pleased huff somewhere deep inside. See? Honesty worked. Pushing her away never served anyone, he said, amused.
Fine, I answered. Point taken.
Claire and I walked toward the car together. Breakfast waited somewhere across town, but neither of us seemed in a hurry for the next logical step. The moment we climbed in, she reached for me. Her hand on mine gave me more grounding than anything had since the suspension notice. I covered her fingers with my own, thumb brushing her knuckles. Her pupils darkened, slow and deliberate, no trace of hesitation.
"We can eat later," she murmured.
Before I could answer, she leaned across the
