i
n the air like
a
body was screaming at me to claim what was mine. To protect. To possess. To
here, I could smell her fear, hear her rapid heartbeat echoing through the empty arena like a drum. My enh
as a growl, rougher than I in
trying to make herself invisible. Like that would work on me. L
ngue, too soft for the rage burning in m
vement, the shuffle of clothes against concrete. She appeared at th
y waves around her face, and her wide green eyes were bright with unshed tears. This
out of her before she could stop it
there was no humor in it. "T
ep backward, pressing herself against the bleache
rds, close enough to see the pulse fluttering in her throat. "Nobod
idened. "Y
n, making it impossible to think straight. The mate bond was like a l
ght," I said instead. "My
now what you're
I saw her flinch. Good. Maybe fear would keep her qu
ing despite the old sweater she wore. "Your
the beast I fought so hard to keep hidden. In three years of high school, throug
excep
pping the boards so hard my knuckles went white. "You'
. Her voice cracked on the words, and I could smell the salt
say. You exist and yo
me that wasn't consumed by rage wanted to comfort her, to explain that this was
nore
. Maya pressed herself flat against the bleacher support, but there was nowhere for her to r
t under
er green eyes. Close enough to smell the vanilla scent of her shampoo mixed with
force. For a moment, just a moment, there was fire in her eyes instea
se I'd expected. There was steel beneath her soft e
with approval.
* I shot bac
e to intimidate her back into submission. "You want to k
y eyes despite the terror radi
little
atly. "And last night, my w
pened her mouth, closed it, then opene
ible," she fin
where my wolf was clawing to get out. "Tell that to th
went up an octave. "Wh
n I intended, possessive and raw. "It means my wolf ha
I'm j
y notices?" I stepped closer, and she shrank back agaid him down. This was for her own good. The sooner she
word like a knife. "Especially not one wh
silent streams. The sight of them made my wolf how
get this conversation. You're going to forget what you saw last
urprised me. Even crying, even t
out exactly how da
fore I hurt her. But she
rist, maybe to emphasize my point or maybe ju
in met hers, the
ht train, connecting us in ways I'd only heard about in whispered pack stories. I could feel her heartbeat like it was my own, fe
her. For a frozen moment, we stared at each other, both feeling
ty crashed
was done. The bond hummed between us now, permanent and unb
but especially not with a fragile human girl who would br
. But the words felt hollow now, impossible to enforce when e
bed her, her fingers tracing the spot
scape. But as I burst through the arena doors into the cold night air, I felt other ey
the rafters, soft as sil
she's t

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