"You could have caught me a dozen times, I felt you holding back," she insisted, and Dante took another step closer, then another, until he was near enough that she could feel the heat radiating off his bare skin and had to tilt her head back to meet his eyes.
"Maybe I could have," he admitted, his voice dropping to something almost intimate, "but I wanted to see how far you'd go, how hard you'd fight for what you wanted, and I realized something while I was chasing you through those trees that I never expected to realize."
Laura's throat went tight as she looked up at him, seeing something vulnerable and uncertain in his expression that she'd never seen before, something that made him look less like an untouchable Alpha and more like a man struggling with feelings he didn't know how to
