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Chapter Two

“Niko!”

The woman beneath him, curvy and strong with deep brown hair and hints of red that wasn’t quite right, wrenched at his wrists, trying to break free as he drove into her. Her eyes were more hazel than green, but the resemblance was close enough that when the need hit this strong, he could pretend.

Almost.

The primal part of him knew her scent wasn’t the one he still craved. It knew her voice wasn’t the seductive, honeyed huskiness that had intrigued him from the first time he heard it.

But the driving sexual need didn’t care.

It drove him to fuck. Alison Leighton, his on-and-off-again lover for the past five years, was more than happy to indulge him. He knew from experience though, that if she touched him, it would shatter the thin illusion he weakly allowed himself and the rage would spill over him yet again.

Not that he’d hurt Alison, or any other woman, but if the rage took hold, it would fan the sexual hunger, the driving need to hunt down the woman who’d lied to him, used him, betrayed him and take everything she’d once offered.

Cock rigid and pulsating, he remained braced over Alison, his weight on his elbow, even when she arched up and ran her lips imploringly along his jaw.

He’d never kissed another, not in ten years.

He had no desire to do it again, to have the taste of a woman on his lips. And the animal within wouldn’t allow it. It let him slake the sexual hunger, but deeper intimacies weren’t allowed.

Ever.

Beneath him, Alison shuddered, her orgasm breaking over her and tearing a snarling sort of whimper from her throat, while her greenish-hazel eyes—not the right eyes—began to glow with the eerie yellow that marked her as a Therian bobcat.

And still, he couldn’t find surcease.

Withdrawing, despite her pleading with him not to, he flipped her onto her hands and knees and pulled her up, gripping her hips.

She broke around him again as he thrust into her from behind, filling her with hard, deep lunges.

This way, he wasn’t looking at her face.

This way, the animal within didn’t have to face the woman who wasn’t his own as both man and beast slaked their hunger.

And finally, he came.

His breathing returned to normal in under a minute, heartrate within two, while Alison shuddered and moaned, curling against him as he moved to sit on the side of the bed.

“Will you stay?” she asked in a throaty murmur, stroking one hand down his back.

“No,” he said coolly. “Why do you keep asking?”

“Because... ” She sat up and pressed her lips to his shoulder. “Sooner or later, you’ll let her go and I’m going to be here waiting.”

She went to nip at his shoulder but just as her teeth scraped over his skin, he moved, turning to catch her jaw in his hand. “You’re overstepping your bounds. This is sex, nothing more. That’s all it will ever be.”

Her lashes lowered and he felt a punch of regret. Alison was a kind, sweet woman and she didn’t deserve the sharp edge of his anger, not for simply wanting something he couldn’t—and didn’t want to—give.

“So you’re going to punish both you and Zee until your last breath?” she said in a surprising challenge.

Snorting, Niko let go of her and rose. “I’ve asked you not to mention that name. But... no, I’m not punishing us both. For her to suffer, she’d have to care.”

It was no secret what had happened, although normally, Niko didn’t speak of the matter of him and the green-eyed witch who’d lied to him, crushing his heart and shattering it into pieces in the process.

“... Niko... ”

It came out in a hushed whisper, one so strained both Niko and the beasts within went preternaturally still, sensing the trepidation and fear of a packmate far less dominant.

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