Page 119 of Shear Instinct


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Which means he’s about three seconds away from being tackled.

“She needs to rest.”

“But she’s been awake, right?” I say.

No response.

“Even had a nice, long shower. Good of you to tell us.”

He glowers, so I change tactics.

“I just want to see her. I won’t wake her.”

I go to move past him.

He moves to block it.

“I swear to God, Val.” I grit my jaw, my alpha pacing. “Last chance, let me in, or there’ll be a fight.”

He cracks his neck left, then right. “Guess there’ll be a fight then—”

I tackle the fucker, slamming him to the ground with a loud thud. Winded, I barely make it to my feet before he grabs my ankle and yanks me back down. I kick out, hitting something solid. He grunts, but a second later, he’s on top of me, forcing me onto my stomach.

I growl, twist, using everything I’ve got to shove the big fucker off me. We roll. My arm hooks around his neck just as we slam into something with a crash.

“Let go... you fucking…” I tighten my hold around his throat, but he’s slipped an arm under mine, and his hand’s slapping my face. “I’ll bite.” Another slap. “Your fucking fingers off—”

“Stop.”

We both freeze. On the ground. Val’s fingers in my mouth.

My eyes, the only part that can move, dart to the petite, sock-clad feet coming closer.

Slowly, my gaze trails up long bare legs, over a white t-shirt, until I finally reach the amused smirk of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.

I haven’t seen her in person for over a week, almost nine full days, and if I wasn’t frozen from her bark, I would be from this—her.

Long pink hair spills over her shoulders in soft waves, the late afternoon light turning the strands a soft peach. When her bright green eyes catch mine, they hold.

And thatmouth, curved like she knows exactly what she’s doing to us.

Dios, I’ve missed that smile.

Her bark might have locked me in place beneath her, but I ammorethan happy to stay.

“Hi, Luc,” she says, peering down at me with a little wave, smile set, and fuckinghell.

I might be frozen here, but my dick doesn’t get the memo.

More footsteps join, heavier, louder.

“You dickheads.”Kaiden’s voice rumbles through the bond, eyes glancing over us before sweeping up to Revea. “Are you okay?” His tone is ten times smoother.

“Yeah, I just woke up to...” She tilts her head, all that soft blush of hair tilting with her. “I’m not really sure what, but I barked at them to stop.”

“Is everything okay...?” Sylvan’s voice is behind me, but I clock the moment he sees Revea because his words trickle out and his steps quicken.

He walks into the room, stepping over me and Val like we’re not even there, reaches Revea, and kisses her.