be too long.”
He stood and sat back down, straddling the wooden bench to face her. Desire fragranced her scent as he moved closer to her. When he touched the soft curve of her ear, she sucked in a breath. “I don’t just believe we are mates; I know it. I can feel you inside me. My wolf recognized your tiger.”
She turned to meet his gaze. “I’ve never heard of a tiger and a wolf mating before.”
He captured her lips in a possessive kiss. When he drew back, he said, “Maybe the Fates are bored.”
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Pinpricks of desire scattered over her skin, sinking inside Shay and awakening every nerve. She didn’t understand this intense need to be possessed by Travis, but when they touched, her whole body flooded with desire.
She tugged him back down for another kiss, opened to him, and thrust her tongue into his mouth, meeting his halfway. One of his large arms snaked around her waist and drew them closer together. She moaned as her sex began to throb and ache for this male’s touch.
All too fast, the kiss broke, and she found herself being dragged to the ground by Travis. Faint voices reached her ears, kicking her heart rate up. Travis twisted so his back hit the ground then quickly rolled them until he covered her with his body. They locked gazes.
The rogues had found them.
Anger burned in his brown eyes, making the gold undertones brighten.
“Do as I say,” he gritted out. She locked her jaw to keep a retort from escaping her lips. He narrowed his eyes. “I mean it.” He leaned down and kissed her hard then sat up and pulled her up with him. Heavy footfalls grew closer by the second.
“Can you run?”
She looked at him, dumbfounded. “Hell yeah.”
His lips twitched. “Good.”
He grabbed her hand and rose, taking her with him. She gasped as he took off toward the house, causing her to stumble a couple of steps before regaining her footing. Travis tugged her through the back door and down the hall. Inside the bedroom, he finally let go of her hand to enter the closet.
“Travis, why are you worried about clothes right now?” Shay jumped at the sound of glass breaking. Voices rang through the small cabin, but she couldn’t make out what they were saying. “Travis.”
He came out of the closet with a shotgun and a small .22. Handing her the pistol, he said, “I hope you know how to shoot.”
She palmed the gun and smiled. “Sure do.”
“Good.” He handed her a fistful of bullets. “It’s already loaded.”
Nodding, she pocketed the rounds and clicked off the safety. She moved to the door but stopped when Travis placed a hand on her elbow. Turning to meet his eyes, she swore she saw a flicker of fear. No, it had to be concern or worry. He was much too strong of a male. She’d sensed the Alpha in him when she’d woken.
“Be careful.” It came out as a demand, and she smirked as he let go of her and stepped around her to exit the room before her.
Yep, definitely an Alpha.
They got two feet down the hall and froze. A very large half-wolf, half-man stood at the other end, blocking all hope of exiting through the front of the house. She glanced to Travis, who stood glowering at the creature. A tic formed in his jaw, and moved to block her from their sight.
“You can’t face them alone. Those creatures are strong,” she gritted out in his ear. When he didn’t answer, she asked, “What is he waiting on?”
Before Travis could answer, the male raised a gun. She screeched as Travis pushed her to the floor and fired his shotgun at the same time the rogue shot his. More shots rang through the hallway, and she yelped at the burning pain in her lower thigh. She instinctually grabbed the area and cried out as pain shot up her leg. Fear pierced her gut, but she didn’t dare look. The warm liquid seeping between her fingers was blood; she knew it.
With her ear pressed to the floor as she tried not to make any more sounds, she heard more footsteps coming into the house, another round of
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