She ground her teeth together. “You don’t have to pretend to find me hot or whatever.” Celeste finally looked up at me, her eyes flashing, but there was something else beneath the simmering anger as well. My wolf reared up again, suddenly incensed anyone gave her a reason to question our desire.
“I’m not pretending at all,” I replied, almost offended at the suggestion. But clearly it had nothing to do with me and everything to do with the man she said she was going to marry. Good riddance, I’d say, if that was why such thoughts were floating around her head.
Celeste was giving me that look, however, like she didn’t believe a word coming out of my mouth. I wanted to roll my eyes, but traced my tongue over my teeth instead, allowing my wolf one brief moment to express himself before restra
