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and Ryder wasn’t having it but
then she’d jumped off her stool and got right in his face. Ryder liked her
before but when she did that, she got his respect. She’d confronted a full
grown male, one nearly twice her size and read him the riot act. Ryder had
nearly laughed out loud until the piece of shit grabbed her hand and jerked her
around. His wolf pushed to make an appearance and Ryder had to act or let him
loose. The perfect opportunity presented when the son of a bitch called her a
whore. Ryder couldn’t have stopped his fist if he’d put all of his will into
it. It sought Jake’s stupid mouth with a will and force of its own.
    When she offered
him a bite of her burger a few minutes later, he’d nearly climaxed again. Did
she know they were mates? He didn’t get the feeling that she did, she had too
much on her mind and wasn’t open to the feelings that her wolf was probably
sending her. She was hungry and being scorned by her pack so it wouldn’t be as
obvious to her as it was to him.
    Holding her on the
dance floor was magical. His whole being came alive, more alive than he’d felt
in his entire existence. Every part of him wanted to claim her right then and
he didn’t care who saw them. He would claim her, sooner rather than later. She
sighed and wiggled closer to him. He’d been hard most of the night and now he
was granite. Even it knew she was the one. He couldn’t wait to slide into her
heat and sink his teeth into her neck. He wanted to mark her as his but he’d
wait for her consent. He wanted a mate not a victim.
    The little piece
of shit that tried to throw her out of her house actually did him a favor. He
was the catalyst that brought her here with him but he would still tear that
little monster limb from limb without a second thought. To think for a second
that he would have this beauty for himself in a year if she ‘behaved.’
    Where had they
gotten that stupid rule? That was not law, not where he was raised it wasn’t. A
she-wolf was a prize to be cherished. If she was recently widowed and needed to
work out that grief with another, why not? It was up to her. Only she knew how
she felt. It wasn’t uncommon for a mate to die shortly after the death of a
mate. If seeking another prevented that, well the world was a better place with
happy she-wolves. Ryder wrapped his arms around her pulling her flush against
him. He rested his chin on her head tucking her face safely against his chest.
He let his eyes close and rested.

Chapter 4
    Someone knocked at
the door. That’s ballsy, Ryder thought. He’d claimed this female publicly last
night and they thought that knocking on his bedroom door at dawn was a good
idea.
    He gazed down into
her peaceful face. God, she was beautiful. She had the prettiest skin, so fair
with the perfect flush to her cheeks. The flush on her cheeks only deepened to
a lovelier pink if he turned his gaze on her when dominance was on his mind. A
million sooty lashes fanned out over high cheekbones and her lips stayed the
deeper blush that sometimes highlighted her cheeks. Her skin was smooth and
flawless. When she’d turned to dress last night, he’d watched over his
shoulder. It wasn’t as if he would see anything inappropriate with her back
turned but her skin was flawless everywhere.
    She had a few
freckles scattered over her back and a strawberry birthmark on the inside of
her right shoulder blade. He wanted to lick and kiss that mark, then make his
own. Her torso tapered down to her waist then flared out at the hips. The
mating urge rode him hard then seeing the natural cradle they would form for
him. Her legs were long for her height and shaped perfectly, they were the
nicest legs he’d ever seen, he thought now. His mate was gorgeous but she
wasn’t one of those women that knew it. That thing she mated when she was young
had been blind and stupid, obviously.
    How could anyone
turn to another and risk not seeing that bright white perfect smile? He reached
up