Page 98 of Luna Trials
Don’t care.My beast purred.
“I don’t…” I couldn’t think with him this close to me and all those masculine pheromones floating around. “I’m not sure what you’re saying.”
A deep growl came from his chest making vibrations dance along my skin. “Tell me you don’t feel this too. You were made to be mine.”
Okay that was definitely a red flag.
I put my hands on his chest, intending to push him back, and was surprised when my fingers fisted around his shirt, pulling him closer instead. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
Ranger chuckled as he stared at my hands still holding the material on his chest. “That’s not what you’ll be screaming when I finally get you where I want you.”
My heat had to be coming early because my body literally burned at the image his dirty words invoked. I don’t think I’d ever been spoken to that way.
“You like that idea.” He lowered his head to my neck, nostrils flaring as he sniffed.
And I felt it. His beast calling to my beast. The primal urge to claim. To mate. Ranger wanted me. Why?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” My breaths were coming too short and I was getting lightheaded.
“You will.” His lips brushed against my neck in the whisper of a kiss. “We’ll work through whatever is holding you back just as soon as I get you out of here.”
His statement made me regain some control and I didn’t arch into him like I wanted to as I thought through what he was actually saying.
“I’m not going anywhere and you’re not buying me off.” Because that’s all this was. He wanted me gone so no one could touch what he claimed as his while his wolf chose a better Luna candidate as a mate. And then where would I be? Some kept mistress on the side until he got tired of me?
Though the idea was… tempting.
Over my dead body.She growled.
Right. Sorry.
“Your time is up.” I smiled.
“No.” Ranger slammed his palm against the wall. Not hard enough to break the plaster, but still red flag number… I’d lost count.
I ducked under his arm, moving to open the door. He was there in a heartbeat, blocking me.
“You don’t want to be here.” There was a tightness around his mouth. It wasn’t a question.
“And how do you know that?” I asked.
Ranger growled. “It’s not safe for you here. I can’t explain everything right now and you have no reason to trust me yet, but I need you off the show so I can focus on the Alpha Games and then I will explain everything.”
Because that didn’t sound like the world’s lamest excuse. “How about you give me more than that cryptic bullshit and maybe I’ll think about your offer?”
“Are you always this frustrating?” He yanked his hand through his hair.
“Sometimes, but you wouldn’t know because you don’t know me at all.” I shrugged.
If I’d hoped that would shake him from the trail, it did not go as planned. His eyes lit up and I felt myself drawn into them, wanting to tease more humor out.
“I plan to get to know you very intimately.”
My toes dug into the carpet as my wolf purred again. “And why can’t you get to know me here?”
His expression darkened. “Because this isn’t a place to play around. This is a wolves’ den and you don’t belong in it.”
Typical Alpha control issues.