His voice strained with the word.
I doubted he asked for help very often.
She stayed where she was, giving another sad whine.
"Kat didn't tell me your name." He tried a new tactic.
It wasn't necessarily a bad one, but it wasn't going to work.She mostly just cared about snuggling and belly scratches. And me making him my mate.
She definitely wanted to bite him, too. That was how wolves claimed their mates. Thankfully, she hadn’t brought it up yet.
"I've heard that a shifter's animal usually bites their partner," he said.
Shit.
Her ears lifted. He definitely had her with that.
He was figuring her out.That was either good, or bad.
If he told her he wasn't interested in being bitten, it would kill any positive feelings she had for him. I wasn't sure whether to hope that was exactly what he'd say, or not.
I didn't want him to hurt her, but I also didn't want her to keep being this obsessed.
Or actually bite him.
"You're welcome to sink your teeth into me at any time, in any place," he added.
Sable’s tail thumped againstthe inside of thethick duvet.
Dammit.
He’d officially won her over. She’d probably like him more than she liked me, now.
"I would prefer wearing your mark on my throat, to ensure that the scar you leave can be seen at all times," Callum said. "But of course, it's your decision."
My wolf's tail wagged faster, thudding against the down-filled blanket with every motion."He only wants to control you. Not me."
"Are you seriously gloating about that? You do realize we're basically the same person, right?"
"You're the one he wants to fuck, so it's probably fine if you're the only one who plays hard-to-get."
"You're the worst."
"I love you too."My wolf poked her head out of the blanket nest again, eyeing Callum's neck.
"You can't actually be thinking about biting him right now. The last thing we need is to complicate this whole mess even further."
"It wouldn't be the end of the world."
"It would really screw things up."
"How?"
"We’re supposed to be keeping our distance, Sable."
"I don’t want to."
Sable wiggled out of the blankets and draped herself over Callum's chest, licking his throat. He couldn't hide the slight curve of his lips, and he buried his fingers in the fur around her ears, stroking them slowly.
