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“I took care of it,” he said simply.
She gasped. Pain gripped her chest. “Y-you mean you beat someone up? You…” She sounded pathetic, and the way her voice shook he must know her assumptions. “Why?”
“They hurt her.” The monotone gave greater weight to his admission. “They blackmailed her. They used her and made her ashamed of what she is.”
Sophia licked her lips and swallowed. “She? You mean Katie?”
“Yes.”
“And they?”
He studied her face. She stood in the shadows, but she had no doubt he saw better than she did. Not to mention that he must smell her fear. At the same time she couldn’t deny the pull.
I must be insane. This is their power.
“Sebastian?”
He slammed a hand against the wall too close to her head, but she didn’t sense he was about to attack her. His anger radiated from him regardless. She knew now that it was directed at whoever had hurt Katie.
“Were they human, Sebastian?”
He moved in closer and dipped his head so that his lips hovered over her cheek. The warmth of his breath raised goose bumps along her arms. “This is who I am, Sophia. Are you afraid of me? Will you deny me?”
“I-I’ve seen you being k-kind.”
He waited. The man wasn’t going to make it easy. If she were ever aware of his animal side, she knew it right then. The beast was so close to the surface she could almost see it. He’d arrived home in wolf form on purpose and wanted her to see his other side.
“These people who hurt Katie were human, weren’t they? You think I’m going to condone that? Who are you to take the law into your own hands? She’s a kid, and I’m thinking the people who messed with her were also kids. Did it ever occur to you that they might turn their lives around as they mature? But you didn’t give them a chance.”
“You’re wrong.” His other hand came up, and she trembled to see claws form on the ends of his
fingers very similar to the ones the man displayed that time in the peach trees. Her heart nearly stopped, but Sebastian didn’t touch her. “Katie is twenty-two years old, not a child, and neither were the people she fell in with.”
Sophia’s jaw went slack. “You’re kidding?”
“We have long lifespans and as such we look much younger than we are.”
“Wait, so how old are you?” Her husband looked like he was her age, early thirties. She had always assumed. Or had he told her he was thirty something? All of sudden she couldn’t remember. Their romance was a like a whirlwind, and his attraction had distracted her from little facts like his real age. He was hot as hell, but was he really forty something or older?
He tangled his claws in her nightgown. “Take this off.”
“Sebastian, I’m not done talking about this. I don’t know that I can deal with what you did. It scares the hell out of me. I mean what if I do something you don’t like, something you consider crossing the line? You’re going to kill me? Are you going to continue to break the law?”
His gaze burned into her. “I make the law, Sophia. For my people. You are mine.”
“I’m not a piece of property.”
“You,” he emphasized again, “are mine. My wolf has claimed you as his own, and nothing and no one will take you from me—from him.”
She grumbled in annoyance. “You won’t explain what you mean. All you do is tell me this is how it is and I have to accept it. You won’t budge or compromise! What am I supposed to do with that, huh? You talk about your people. Well, I’m human!”
“You’re also my people.”
She ran a hand over her face. Frustration was named Sebastian St. James. “Jack was right. You’re nothing but a—” She stopped, realizing what she had just said.
Crap.
Sebastian stilled. “What did my brother say about me?”
