Chapter 3
She wanted to scream at herself. Yell and throw a tantrum.
What the hell was she thinking of asking him to leave?
But her She Bear wouldn’t let her do anything else.
Pride was a cold bedfellow, but both the She Bear and herself had been hurt by the way he’d just rejected her and carried on like nothing had happened.
She had no idea why he was really here, nor what he hoped to achieve but she was having none of it.
Apparently, she had no say though because Chris grabbed her, and before she could do more than think about kicking him in the shins, he planted his mouth on hers.
For a second, time froze.
Corny, she knew, but it did. Everything was in a stasis as she processed the fact her mate’s mouth was pushing against hers with an insistence that had her heart fluttering in
