A snarl ripped free from Chris’s chest at that, guttural and feral. For the first time, I saw a flicker of his wolf in those green eyes—bright and savage in the moonlight.“We’ll see about that,” he growled out.And with that, the fight began.It started slowly at first, the two of them circling one

“No—No—Chris!” I begged, shaking him.But then, something happened; movement in the corner of my eye. I whipped my head around, opening my mouth to scream out for help, only to feel the words die on my lips.A soft, ethereal glow pierced through the shadows at the edge of the treeline, filtering tow

Before she could reach her chair, I looped my arms around her hips and pulled her onto my own lap. Her cheeks flushed hotly, but she didn’t resist.“I thought you’d be happy,” I teased. “That little miracle may just be the thing that will cause your precious prophecy to be fulfilled. And more import

“Eat,” he said. “You need it.”I didn’t need to be told twice. Snatching up a plump strawberry, I slipped it between my lips, unable to suppress a soft moan of appreciation at the burst of tart sweetness that flooded my tongue.“Mm,” I said, taking the offered plate and mug and sitting down at the l

I felt a smirk tug at the corner of my mouth. Leave it to Chris to reduce something like this down to its most simplistic form. “More or less, I suppose,” I conceded with a slightly bashful laugh. “Although personally, I subscribe to the idea that maybe all versions of a given deity are equally real