I could have had Riley. If I had just let my fear go and stopped considering her a danger and saw the positives in my mate instead. Now I was trapped with this redheaded slut instead. I grit my teeth and walk slowly to the edge of the bed as she sits upright expectantly, her eyes twinkling up at me. She slowly moves her hair to the side exposing the creamy expanse of her neck, blinking her big eyes at me and fluttering her eyelashes. It's almost comical. My hand grips her neck, tight. I'm rough, my face inches away from hers. To her credit, she doesn't blink, doesn't react. She's cool as a f*****g cucumber. I let my canines begin to grow out of my mouth. My wolf lets out a long hiss, his own revulsion beginning to show. My eyes begin to darken. A look of triumph comes over Amber's face. Sh
