Page 34 of Moon Claimed
“You doing okay there, furry?” I asked, ready to throw myself out of danger’s way.
Sascha inhaled. “It’s not easy to discuss this while keeping the mating urge at bay.”
Oh, brother.I leaned forward, resting my hands on his knees. His exhale of relief was unmissable.
“Is the biting next?” I muttered.
“It’s hard to say,” he answered. “With the scent meet incomplete, I can’t guess the order of the last three.”
I stared, and he solemnly gazed back.
Dang, that wasn’t a hilarious joke.
“If no one else is gonna ask, I will,” Wade said, peering between us. “What’s the seventh meet?”
I silently dared Sascha to answer.
“Sex,” he said, smirking at me.
Yep,I called it.
Scowling, I snatched my hands back. “I’m not okay with either bitingorsex. While we’re on the subject, how am I meant to deny you if you’re literally inside me?”
His throne skidded back. In a blur and snarl, Sascha was across the room, body shaking, his face contorted.
“Maybe the wrong thing to say, baby girl,”Wade whispered.
No kidding.But logistically, how was that possible? I had to assume the cleopatra position thing and say the magic words. Not to mention keep my distance. The closer I was to Sascha after a meet, the stronger my reaction.
I circled my temples. “I don’t see how this will work. Without the scent meet happening, we continue on at the risk of merely strengthening the bonding crap between us. If we can’t complete the meets, our position will then beworseoff. Or at least for you. Is there any way for us to get around the scent thing?”
His heaving back was to me. Gravel rode his voice. “Only one way is certain. You become a werewolf.”
“Werewolves can be made?” I squeaked.
Mothershitter.
He turned, blinking away the black. “Yes, but assuming that’s a hard no for you, our other path would be to continue through the meets and hope a strengthening bond will give you whatever’s needed to finish the process.”
There were a whole lot of maybes and what ifs in that. “Then what? What if we get all the way through?”
“Then you officially accept or deny me in a ceremony held after the seventh meet.”
Deny.All the way.
“I need to process this. How long have I got until Greyson makes a move?”
Sascha dragged his gaze over my thighs, lingering on my breasts, before his burning gaze swept over my lips, reaching my eyes.
He looked at my face?Sucha gentleman.
“I want to claim you. My wolf wants to claim you. We want you for our own.”
My chest tightened. “I thought youdidn’twant this mating stuff either.”
Sascha studied me. “Forgive me the lie. You have a habit of running when people get too close. You should never make the mistake of thinking I don’t want you in all ways, Andie Booker. If it were up to me, you’d be chained to my side already.”
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