Chapter 33
Derek was forgotten as I turned to face Sebastien. My mate had betrayed me when he visited Gracie in the hospital...but I also needed him fit and ready for the battle to come. So, rising onto two clawless feet, I wiped blood off my mouth with the back of one hand and advanced toward the human with single-minded intent.
The male’s scent shifted as I drew closer. Filtered through the swamp gas of disgust, the bitter almond of worry, and settled at last on the chocolate of desire. He was such a malleable human. All it took was two unclad breasts—from which his eyes were carefully averted—and my mate’s rational thought processes whirlpooled right down the drain.
“You can look if you want to,” I informed him, striking directly to the heart of the matter. It was no skin off my teet
