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Canaan’s kiss.
It might be ill-advised, and Rylee might’ve given her shit for sleeping with the one man who could help her, but Elizabeth didn’t care.
Canaan Wolverton wasn’t just the man saving her reputation and life.
He was her favorite questing partner. He was the man who remembered every little thing she said.
He was her mate.
Though she might not fully understand what that might mean for a wolf, she definitely understood what itfeltlike.
There could be nothing wrong with the emotions coursing through her veins, begging her to give into Canaan.
“Elizabeth,” he said, breaking their kiss. His breathing was ragged, and the color on his cheeks was high. He pushed her hair back and looked into her eyes. “I shouldn’t have closed the door. I shouldn’t have gone this far with you.”
“It’s not like I stopped you,” she replied, running her hands through his long and lush hair. “I kissed you first, remember?”
His grin lit up his whole face. “You did.”
“Tell me again. What does it mean to be mates?”
Canaan pressed her hand against her thundering heart. “It means that I’m yours. My heart is yours. I will always protect you because you are mine …” he licked his lips nervously. “If you want to be.”
“It’s a forever thing.”
“Yeah.”
“Kinda like a wolf and the moon,” she whispered.
He grinned. “Yeah. Exactly like that.”
“Do all wolves only mate humans?”
“No, and not everyone finds their mates. We’re lucky when we do. We’re luckier when our mate agrees to be with us,” he added, his voice rough.
“It’s a choice.”
“There isalwaysa choice. I won’t let you make that decision right now, Elizabeth. I …” he cleared his throat, “I care about you too much to pressure you into that. Iwillprotect you with everything I have. With every resource I can scrounge up. When all of this is over, and you’ve had time to process it, you can find me and …” he sighed, “we’ll go from there.”
Her breath stuttered. It wasn’t enough for her. She didn’t want to wait. She might not want forever just yet, but a taste of it wouldn’t be too bad.
A taste of what waited for her at the end of the tunnel would give her strength.
“Canaan, make love to me,” she whispered.
He stiffened, his hands stilling on her body. “Elizabeth,” he groaned. “That’s not fair. You can’t ask me that.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t know if one time will be enough. It couldn’t be.”
“Maybe I’ll be bad in bed,” she teased.
“Seriously doubt it.”
She cupped his face in her hands. “I want you, Canaan. I do. I don’t know what lies ahead for me. All I do know is that at this moment, I want you.”
He tilted her head back and looked deeply into her eyes. “God, I want you too.”
