“If I wanted to do anything to you,” Alex sounds faintly amused, “I would have done it in that dark alley. Now, be a good girl and stay still.”
Be a good girl?! I’m not a little kid!
My heart is pounding at his proximity, my wolf excited rather than tense. I don’t know what’s wrong with it. Maybe that’s why I get so agitated around Alex. My animal has never shown much interest in anyone till Alex showed his face, and now it’s acting like a mushy little puppy. If I could shift, I’m sure my wolf would be on its back, arms and legs in the air, tongue out like a fool.
You’re an embarrassment to us, I inform my animal, who doesn’t seem to care.
Alex suddenly jumps to the ground and then sits me down, positioning my back against a tree. He crouches in front of me and uses his claws to make q
