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Chapter 190
“So which is it, Leah?” I demand furiously, stalking forward. “James or Tobin? Or maybe both? Anyone
but me, is that right?”
Her eyes narrow and her wolf flashes in her gaze.
“What are you talking about?”
There’s a hint of warning in her tone, like she knows exactly what I’m saying, and she’s telling me not
to go there.
I lunge and grab her up, splaying her across the desk.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” I tell her in a growl,
and the scent of her arousal hits my system like a drug.
No matter who else she might give herself to, she can’t deny
the simple idea of me turns her on like nothing else.
She tenses, and I wonder if she’s going to fight back. Shove
me off her like she did in the hallway.
I wasn’t expecting it then. Leah’s never been very physically aggressive with me before, and she never
had her wolf
anyway, so even if she’d wanted to, she couldn’t have
countered my strength.
Now however…
Now she has her wolf, and that wolf is fierce and feisty, a perfect match for my own stubborn beast.
I want my mate with a desperation that borders on insanity, but at the same time I’m fighting it every
inch of the way, because I think if I let myself slip even a little, I won’t be able to keep walking away
from her, and that could prove dangerous
for both of us.
“Tobin can’t be trusted,” I tell her when she remains obtusely
silent. “He’ll chew you up and spit you out. If you think you can
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtoy with him, then you’re more foolish than I ever took you for.”
Leah rears up and plunges her fingers into my hair, gripping
to the point it stings, but it leaves my inner wolf purring.
“Does it make you crazy, Aaron?” she taunts, eyes flashing. “Do you imagine me getting wet for them,
do you think about
how I scream when they pin me down and rut into me?”
I reach down and clamp my hands around the edge of the desk, feeling the wood splinter beneath my
fingers.
Because yes, it does making me f ucking crazy, thinking about it, hearing her say that.
Leah is mine.
And it’s time she was reminded of that.