“What?” I stared at him stunned.
“I can smell your sex.” He whispered.
“You’re wet. I could slide right into you, without the slightest ripple.” He promised. “Come in here, Lara. Let me have her…”
“No! The bailey.” I cried. Backing up. I stumbled at the bottom of the stairs and had to turn and run up them.
I could feel Alaric’s eyes on me, though he didn’t move.
I knew that it had been exactly as he and I had both predicted.
My she-wolf wants to mate.
And she’s chosen him.
Well, I hadn’t.
So, she’s going to have to go without.
But I knew depriving her for long, was going to do me in so I had to come up with an alternative.
I found myself staring out the window of my chamber thoughtfully. At the forest beyond the meadow. Nothing moved down there.
I’m safe.
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