It’s so soft I almost miss it.
“It was obvious you either didn’t remember or didn’t know it was me that night. All things considered, I didn’t think it’d do either of us any good to tell you.”
I mean, he has a point, I guess.
As much as I hate to admit it.
But that doesn’t explain why he still hasn’t told me. Not now we’re... well, whatever the fuck we are. “And now?” I whisper.
“It’s . . . complicated.”
I snort, because,really? But when he reaches for my hand this time, I grudgingly let him take it.
“I didn’t know who I was kissing that night behind the pub.” He tugs me close again, and I let him do that too. “Not how I’m starting to know you.”
I get it.
Wewerestrangers.
But that still doesn’t explain why he bolted as soon as he got me off without so much as a goodbye. “Why did you leave like that?” I make sure to watch his face, to gauge his reaction. “I didn’t even get to return the favour.” Even four months later, it still stings.
“Morgan,” he whispers, one hand tightening around mine while the other cradles my jaw. “Whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong.” He shakes his head. “I ran because I realised how fuckingdangerousyou were.”
“I’m not?—”
“To me you were. Youare.”
“I don’t understand.”
He rests his forehead against mine and sighs. “You have the power to cause chaos, to bring me to my fucking knees.”
My heart pounds, my breaths coming faster and faster. “Why?”
“Because you’re mymate, Morgan. And that bond is stronger than the club, stronger than the pack.” He strokes his thumb over my cheek, and his expression turns fierce. “If we took that step, there isnothingI wouldn’t do to protect you.”
15
LYNX
I’ve gone too far.
I never meant to tell him any of this shit, but here we fucking are.
He stares at me, wide-eyed and speechless.
Have I broken him?
I’m still holding his hand, still cradling his jaw. The fact he hasn’t pulled away and run off screaming has to be a good thing. Although I have no fucking idea what I want here.
Liar,my wolf snarls.
Fine. The base part of me, that primal animal instinct, wants nothing more than to bite down on the soft skin of Morgan’s throat and make him mine.
But that’s not all I am, and I know better than to give in to that side of me.
Morgan is human.
The last human I let into my heartdied.
