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“Oh?” I asked. “Something serious? Something bad happen today?”
“No, sweetheart,” he said as we neared the car, him supporting my weight with one arm while he used his other hand to open the passenger door. He slid me into the seat and buckled me in.
“Can I have a little preview? So I’m not anxious about it?” I asked nervously.
He huffed and shook his head. “So impatient,” he teased. “But yes, since you asked nicely.”
“Okay...” I said, anticipation mounting.
“I’ve been thinking about what we talked about last night and this morning. The stuff about the claiming.”
“And?” I probed.
His mouth spread into a dark, devilish grin as his eyes narrowed with hunger.
“I’ve decided that I want to hunt you. In the forest. And, if you agree, I want to claim you when I catch you.”
Oh.
Oh, god.
Chapter 6
Cole
Seconds after I dropped that bomb on Marley, my phone rang.
“Excellent timing, as always,” I said wryly as I fished the phone out of my pocket and looked at the screen. Travis, naturally.
I sighed and looked at Marley, now flushed scarlet. I hated losing the opportunity to tease my beautiful mate, but I hated Travis’s sulking and guilt-tripping even more.
I stood up straight and answered. “Hey, Trav, what’s up?”
“Aren’t we supposed to be, like, doing this whole trip together or something?” he asked. “I haven’t seen you since we arrived yesterday.”
“Marley had a self-defense class, and I met with my grandfather,” I said. “No offense, but you’re being a little clingy.” I smiled into the phone, knowing he would love the bromance joke.
“Listen, I was here way before your hot girlfriend was. You can spare a couple hours to have some dinner with me.”
“Tell him!” I heard Jack say in the background.
I cringed. Sure enough, my plans for the night would be completely derailed. I would miss out on the chance to hunt my mate down and fuck her in the woods, claim her as mine once and for all.
I closed the car door and walked around to the driver’s side, sliding into the car and starting it before placing the phone in a holder and putting it on speaker. “What are we going to do for dinner?” I asked.
“Shit if I know,” Travis said. “Do they have restaurants in this place? Can we get pizza delivered, or would that be uncouth?”
“Why don’t we just cook at home? Our kitchens are fully stocked. Might as well make use of all the food we got.”
“Oh my fucking god, don’t you dare ‘we have food at home’ me,” Travis griped. “Come on, we’re on vacation.”
“We are decidedly not on vacation,” I said.
“For fuck’s sake, you’re being difficult,” Travis said. “You kill time, I’ll find a restaurant or something and text you the address.”
“I don’t know why you didn’t just do that from the get-go,” I said.
“You know what? Me either,” Travis said just before he ended the call.
