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His smile was sly. “You’re a trained and powerful Supernatural from a trained and powerful—and wealthy—family. You have power because of your strength and your origins. They can’t muster that kind of power. Just look around the resort if you want evidence of that.”
“You might as well have described yourself,” I said.
“Also part of the problem,” he admitted. “We are privileged. They’ll use that against us if they can.”
“And the fact that I’m an outsider,” I said.
“You aren’t Pack,” he said, tipping up my chin. “But I have no illusions about that, and no concerns. If this trip proves anything, it’s that the clan needs fresh eyes. And a good airing out.”
Which is why he hadn’t worried about admitting my otherness in front of the clan.
He rubbed a thumb across my lips, looked down at me witheyes of melting blue. “No concerns,” he said again, and his eyes drifted shut, his lashes dark crescents against his skin, and moved his mouth across mine.
He kissed me, magic flaring between us, hot and bright....
I grabbed a lock of his hair—and took his mouth. His hands came around me immediately, pulled me against the warm line of his body, every ounce of him toned and taut. His mouth was insistent, demanding, and I met his advance, sliding hands through his hair, and pulling him closer until he groaned with a hunger I knew was as wild as my own.
He deepened the kiss, lips and tongue skilled and tempting.
His hands slid along my waist, my ribs, and then he cupped my breast, and I nearly gasped, shocked by magic and pleasure and still, in some part of me, the fact that Connor Keene was the one providing it.
“Lis,” he said, voice ragged and astounded, and I was relieved that I wasn’t the only one staggered by the heat. His thumb circling, arousing. I heard myself moan, and then he turned, twisting so my back hit the wall, his free hand cradled behind my head.
That was alpha—power and will tempered by compassion—and all that power was focused on me, on desire and arousal, and for a moment, I thought I might actually catch fire....
And then someone pounded on the door.
Connor growled low in his chest. When the pounding echoed again, he swore.“Just a minute,”he called out.
Breathing ragged, he leaned his forehead against mine, took one breath, then another, working to regain his composure, giving me time to find mine. “The Yellowstone Caldera had better have opened up,” he called out, “or I’m going to have words with whoever that is.”
He stepped backward, ran a hand through the hair I’d tousled, and looked at me with eyes that gleamed like sapphires, his smile cocky. “We’re going to finish this.”
“Oh, most certainly we are.”
He walked toward the door.
“And you were joking about the Yellowstone Caldera, right? We have millions of years before that happens?”
His snort didn’t make me feel better.
Connor paused at the closed door, rolled his shoulders, settled himself. Then he opened it to reveal Traeger and, wearing a grim expression, Alexei behind him.
“This had better be damn important,” Connor said, his tone a challenge.
“Apparently Traeger has things to tell you,” Alexei said. “About what happened.”
Connor muttered a curse before stepping aside, giving me an apologetic look as he opened the door wider. “Come in,” he said, “and start talking.”
***
Traeger sat at the table, fingers knitted together, hair flopping over his forehead. He looked more harried now than he had at the cabin. There were circles beneath his eyes, and his skin was sallow and drawn.
“You want something to drink?” I asked Traeger.
He looked up at me, frowning as if surprised by the question, and shook his head. “No. I’m fine.”
Connor pulled out a chair on the other side of the table and sat down. Alexei stood in the corner, glowering.
