Page 37 of Pursued


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Fuck. Just when she’d finally started to relax around me.

She moved closer, touched the tattoo. “That’s new.” Her fingertip followed the midnight swirls over my skin, outlining the wolf’s snarling mouth and sharp fangs. “When—?”

“A few months after you left.”

“Why?”

I sent her a hooded glance. “I think you know.”

It was the official emblem of a made enforcer in the Kral Syndicate, although I’d been bloodsworn not to speak about that with an outsider.

“Mm.” She brought her hand back to her side.

I turned around again. “You have a problem?”

Yeah, I sounded belligerent, but she knew what I was…who I was. Once, she’d said it didn’t matter, that she loved me anyway.

I was proud to be a Kral enforcer. My father had built a powerful organization from one small coven. We had a strict code of honor, one he insisted everyone followed to the letter. A Kral Syndicate member didn’t lie, steal, or cheat—unless you lied to, stole from, or cheated us. And we only killed when absolutely necessary.

Mila exhaled. “Well. Congrats, I guess.”

I jerked my chin in acknowledgement.

“No.” She shook her head at herself. “That sounds like I’m not happy for you. I am—truly. It’s what you wanted, what you worked for.”

“Thanks,” I said, but the playfulness had gone out of the afternoon.

She pushed her hair off her face—she’d lost the hair band in the water—and glanced around. A shiver went over her too-thin body.

I swore under my breath. I should’ve remembered how run down she was. “You’re cold. Let’s go back to the beach.”

I swept her into my arms and headed back to the beach. She stiffened. Not much, but enough so I noticed.

But as I stepped out of the surf with her, she twisted so her arms were around my neck. Long legs twined around my waist. Even with the cold water, I’d been half-erect as we played. But now, with her soft sex pressed against me, I started to lengthen.

She nibbled on my ear. “Warm me up, Gabriel.”

At her husky tones, I went rock hard.

She gave a hum of satisfaction and undulated against me. “Nobody can see us here, right?”

“Mm-hm.” The enforcer above knew better than to watch us.

“Good.” Her tongue traced my earlobe. “It’s okay if you want to fuck. I had an injection.”

My brows snapped together. I pulled back to scrutinize her face. “Why?” I told myself I wasn’t jealous, just possessive.

A shrug.

I tightened my grip on her. “You weren’t with anyone else while you were gone. So why get an injection?”

“So youwerewatching me.”

I tangled my fingers in her wet hair and pulled back her head so I could see her eyes. “Answer me, Mila.”

A shadow crossed her face. “I—had a couple of times where I was afraid a guy would—you know. So I got the injection, just in case.”

“Gods.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Give me their names.”

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