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“I fucking hate that guy,” I mutter.
“Yeah, well, get in line. I don’t know who he knew about you”—wait, he doesn’t?—“but he’s the one who told Shane about the rumors that the Lakeview Pack was hiding a female alpha. He figured out it was you somehow, and he passed the intel onto Trish. He pushed me to mate her, knowing that I didn’t want anyone but you.” Ryker’s eyes shift, more of a deep amber this time. His canines lengthen just enough that his fangs bite into his bottom lip as he grins. “When I get my claws in him, he’ll understand why betas don’t interfere when it comes to the alpha couple.”
He said when I get my claws in him… “I thought you know where he is?”
“I do. He made it through Muncie,” he tells me, “and he’s now the acting Beta of the Western Pack.”
My home pack.
I sag. I didn’t mean to, but this is just too, too much. It was one thing to know that Shane was out there plotting against us; I figured since there weren’t any rumors of another wolf getting caught by one of the local vamps. But to hear that he’s actually with my sperm donor, working with him?
Not even Ryker’s confession that Trish got the boot makes this any easier to swallow.
I might’ve sagged into him, but Ryker’s strong enough to support us both.
“I won’t let them get you, Gem,” he promises me. “Just like I know you’ve got my back. We’re in this together. You and me.”
Seriously?
“I—”
With his hand a possessive brand on my back, his erection still a hard length of steel against my belly, Ryker dips his head to steal another kiss before I can get another word out.
Which is a good thing since, as soon as he starts kissing me, I completely forget what I was going to say. He even manages to knock Shane and Trish and my monster of a father out of my head if only for a few seconds.
Whoa.
I’m out of breath, eyes bright in a mixture of affection and need, when Ryker breaks the kiss. With his free hand, he cups my chin before running the edge of his wolf’s claw against my bottom lip. It’s probably swollen—it’s definitely tender—but the gentle caress has me just about creaming my poor panties.
“Ryker…”
“You’re mine,” he whispers. He presses his forehead against mine, forcing me to meet the possession in his molten lava gaze. “I want you, and I won’t let anyone have you. Your strong, sweetheart, but we’ll be stronger together. So make it easy on me, would you? Will you accept me as your mate?”
“No,” I tell him. And then I give him a coy smile as I throw my arms around his neck, dragging him even closer to me. “But ask me again tomorrow.”
