Again alone and awake in the tent, Red considered what hadn’t happened. His manhood was excited and he had claimed her as his mate. Why hadn’t he taken her? Was it because she had seemed resistant? If that was why, then he was right. She was resistant. Did he expect that he could just take her as if she were his property? If he thought that, he was wrong.
But none of that gave him permission to do what he had done. He had just left her. What if something had happened to her in the middle of the night? What if one of the other naked men had climbed into her bed and had done what he wasn’t willing too? How would he have felt then?
How dare he reject her like that? What, was she not pretty enough for him? Every guy in the village had told her how pretty she was. Hell, Hunter had told her ho
