He circles my wrist, halting me. “I’ve had years of trying to do it on my own. I thought that if I killed enough ferals, no one would have to go through what I did.”
Why is he telling me this?
“So?”
He shakes his head, confusion and frustration bleeding out of him. “I don’t know how to fix this problem any other way.”
“Other than to kill it?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Yes.”
I figure he isn’t just saying this to provoke me. This conversation has to have a point, right?
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because my way isn’t working.”
I study him for a beat. “What do you want me to do about it?”
He rakes a hand through his hair. “I don’t know. This feels like something I need to tell you.”
“Because Finan told you that you were shit at communicating?”
He scowls at me. “He saidwhat?”
Oops.
I clear my throat. “I have a life back in the city.”
And a job I should be starting any day now that I keep telling myself I’ll get back to eventually, but instead, I keep finding reasons—and excuses—to avoid thinking about it.
“You could have a life here with me.”
“And my family?”
“They could visit, and we could go see them.”
I arch my eyebrow. “We?”
“You’re mine, Kitty cat. One look and all the guys in your dad’s pack will want you. I’m coming with you.”
My eyes widen. “You’re jealous.”
“Damn right I’m jealous.” He dips his head, claiming a quick kiss and retreating before I can knock him back. In a blink of an eye, he’s a wolf again, head tipped to the side as if wondering why I’m still human.
The pack run.
“If I told you to turn around?”
He doesn’t even blink.
“You annoy me ninety percent of the time,” I grumble, but I drop into a crouch, grip his fur, and pull him close, kissing the top of his head. “Thanks for saving me from falling into the creek. That would not have been fun to wake up from.”
He licks my cheek. I give him a look of annoyance as I swipe the moisture away, but I liked his wolf kiss. So did my wolf.
Grumbling, I quickly undress, avoiding his gaze as I sink into a crouch and shift. It’s not as fast as his, but I don’t know anyone who can change into a wolf as fluidly as he can.
I sprint away from him, leaving him to follow, knowing he’s only a step behind me.
