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have explained the seriousness of the situation to her right from the start, but he’d had his reasons for holding back.
    At first, he’d simply been too dumbstruck by how she’d changed, and he couldn’t blame himself for that. He’d all but been knocked backon his ass by the sight of her. But then he’d told her there wasn’t time to explain, which was bullshit. He could have
made
the time, but the fact was that he simply hadn’t been ready to spill the whole sordid story. Telling her meant giving her one more reason to hate him, and she already had enough of those.
    But no matter how angry she was, or how much the situation sucked, he wasn’t leavingthis mountain without her. He might have turned his back on her before, but only because he’d thought it was the best way to keep her safe.
    Only...the danger had found her anyway, hadn’t it? Which meant that for all his running, he was still stuck in the same destructive loop, and there didn’t seem to be any way out of it. Not until Aedan no longer hung over his life like a malevolent shadow,ready to wreak pain, terror and death on anything that he wanted for himself.
    The minutes moved by in a slow crawl, the air hot and sticky with humidity, though he barely noticed, his attention completely fixated on Sayre as the witch went about her daily routine. Every now and again, he would pick up the muted sounds of her voice as she talked to herself, the low words edged with anger andfrustration. He’d definitely pissed her off by coming there, which meant that she was still angry about the way he’d left and hadn’t gotten over it. That she hadn’t forgotten him. And as wrong as it was, he liked that she’d been thinking about him all these years. That he’d made a big enough impact on her life to be remembered.
    You’re her life mate, dimwit
, his wolf grunted.
Not like shecan just forget that little tidbit.
    “Piss off,” he muttered, knowing damn well that the beast was right.
    Are we going to just stand out here all day?
the animal persisted.
Because we belong over there with her. We belong
inside
her.
    He choked back a curse, the need searing through his veins making him sweat even more than the heat. He’d never so much as kissed Sayre, and yet, hestrongly suspected that sex with her would be unlike anything he’d ever known. Just the fantasy of it overshadowed every woman he’d ever been with, and there’d been so many.
Too many
. Faces and bodies and names that he wouldn’t have been able to recall to save his life—which only made him that much more of a bastard.
    The wind finally picked up, but he was far enough away that he didn’t needto worry she would scent him on the air. Though Lycan blood pumped through her veins, she was unable to take the shape of a wolf, which meant she didn’t have the same heightened abilities as the rest of them. Instead, the women in her bloodline were known as witches, or healers. They were each powerful in their own right, but he’d never felt the charge of energy surrounding a Lycan-born witch likehe had with Sayre. She was truly in a class of her own, and he couldn’t help but wonder how those powers would mature as she grew older.
    He seriously doubted that she needed the gun. Though he’d once been able to force his way through her power, when they’d been in the heat of battle and he’d been hell-bent on protecting her, she was stronger now. If she’d wanted, he was sure she could haveblasted him with enough energy to put him out of commission for the rest of the day—and Christ, that was sexy. Everything about the woman was...intoxicating. He’d always thought she was beautiful in an ethereal, fey kind of way, and had been intensely attracted to her. But now...
Jesus.
There honestly weren’t words to describe the way she affected him. Her curly hair had to be a good seven incheslonger, reaching the middle of her back, the color a deeper red that was shot through with streaks of gold, no doubt