KIARA
I'd probably lost my mind for a moment, because when I realized what I'd just blurted out, I desperately wished to vanish into thin air. The air in the room had grown both hotter and thicker. I could see it in Denzel's eyes. Those golden eyes were a shade darker, and they were filled with lust. He c****d his head, his gaze pinned on me. I swallowed, heat creeping onto my cheeks.
"You don't mean that, do you?" His voice rumbled from his chest, sending a shiver down my spine.
I didn't know how to tell him that I'd blurted those words in the spur of the moment. Somehow, when I'd seen the wounded look in his eyes as he spoke about Deanna, a fierce wave of possessiveness had latched onto me. Denzel was mine now. Deanna had no right to taunt my mate.
"I see what you did."
Denzel's lip
