I’m not properly mated.
But ohhh, it’s… it’sintense.
I swallow, my vision blinking in and out as I sway.
Tieran’s palms are still on my hips, his chest a blanket of warmth before me.
I lean into him, my tongue tasting his skin and trailing down to the grooves I left in his chest. He’ll heal soon. No, he’s healing already. He’s no longer bleeding and something about that upsets my wolf.
I want to claw at him again, to re-mark him, toclaimhim.
“Tieran,” I groan, his name a rasp of sound in my mouth.
“Shh,” he hushes. “I’ve got you, little one.”
There’s so much I need to say. So much I want to do. But I can’t seem to remember any of it now. My body is begging me to seek relief from this Alpha, to quiet the stirring of sensations deep inside.
I moan.
He hushes me again.
And howls pierce the air outside.
Angryhowls that excite my inner animal.
A chase, she’s thinking.We’re about to go on a chase.
I’m not sure I like that idea. I don’t quite understand where the inclination and knowledge is coming from either.
But she’s anticipating it, her adrenaline flooding my veins and allowing me to stand once more.
“Don’t even think about it,” Tieran tells me. “You run, I’ll chase. And I won’t be happy when I catch you.”
That sounds like a challenge.
A challenge I very much want to indulge in.
That foreign part of me wants him to earn the right to touch me, tomateme.
I suddenly feel possessed by the need to run, to make him prove his worth. Tochallengehim.
No. Not just him.Them.
A crash comes from the living room, the window shattering and eliciting a feral growl from Tieran. I inhale sharply, his rumble sending a tremor through my limbs.
But there’s something more.
A scent lingering in the air.
Like rain on a murky night, I think, momentarily distracted by the familiar aroma.I’ve smelled that on a wolf before.
When?
Where?
Oh, but I hurt…
I shiver, another quake rocketing through my veins, derailing my focus once more.
