Page 123 of Knot What I Expected

One of the bridesmaids shoots her hand into the air.

“Me!”

“Great.”

I walk toward her.

That's when I see it.

Her foot.

It slides into my path.

Deliberately.

For one stunned second, I can't believe she's actually doing it. We're adults.

She seriously—my boot catches her ankle. The world tilts.

“Oh!”

The microphone flies from my hand. The floor rushes toward me.

Fuck.

I throw my hands out instinctively. My hidden nature surges.

Wings.

No.

I can't.

Not here.

Not in front of—strong hands clamp around my shoulders.

My body jerks to a stop. Instead of hitting the floor, I slam backward into something huge.

Hard.

Hot.

Familiar.

A growl rolls above my head. Not a human sound. Not even close.

Every hair on my body rises. My hidden nature goes utterly still.

Then explodes.

Mine.

My heart nearly stops.

No.

Mine.