Julia’s tone was annoying her. She spoke as if Sophia should know that stuff.
Who cared about having puppies when her whole life had just turned upside down? She could sprout fur and claws faster than it took the Flash to go around the world. Her dental bills were going to go through the roof with the new hardware, and she didn’t even want to think about what she was going to spend on bikini waxing now.
“This is insane. We’re discussing things that are beyond my realm of reality. I don’t need a mate, I am not trying to conceive, and I most definitely am not in heat.” Frustration made her growl the words out.
“I beg to differ.”
Chase. Damn it. That voice. Deep, rough, and a little raspy, it caressed her skin like warm caramel being dripped over her favorite ice cream. She tilted her head to look into his eyes and felt the growing need clawing at her again.
“We need to talk, Sophia.” He looked at his brother and her sister. They shared some kind of understanding, because one minute they were all in the kitchen and the next he was pulling her into one of her sister’s spare rooms, her sandals tapping on the wood floor. Once inside he closed the door and flipped the lock.
She walked to the other side of the room to give herself some space. “Listen, Chase. I’m so sorry about outside. I…I’m not sure what’s going on here, but I’m positive that in a few days, whatever this heat is will go away.” She perked up as she spoke, completely ignoring him.
He stood in front of the closed door. Sophia gripped the dresser behind her with all her might. God dammit, if she let go, she might jump him.
He inhaled slowly… Crap, he could probably smell her arousal.
He smiled at her in such a hot wicked way, she almost drooled. He moved his hands to the T-shirt he must have put on while she was in the kitchen with Julia. He lifted it slowly and revealed his stomach, chest, and arms.
Her eyes widened until she was sure she looked just like a Tarsier as she watched him. Her fingers itched to touch the golden skin she knew was warm and soft over the bulging muscles.
Her breath hitched when he threw the piece of clothing to the floor. He bunched his arm muscles and moved his hands toward the tie on the swimming trunks.
“Uh, Chase, what are you doing?” she squeaked. The evil imp on her shoulder told her to shut the hell up and enjoy the show. God, but the man was built in the image of her every wet dream. Every part of him dared her to touch.
“I’m about to get to know my mate a whole lot better.” He grinned, the jerk. He was probably enjoying how flustered and shell-shocked she was while trying to appear indifferent to what he was doing. But how in the world could she be indifferent when all that golden skin was making her eyes water? She was going to end up blind from that sinful vision.
The rod straining the fabric was growing before her very eyes. Big…bigger…and then hell yeah.
Chapter Four
“Sophia, I’ve wanted inside your delicious little body since I first laid eyes on you. I just didn’t want to rush you into anything. But make no mistake—you are my mate.” His words were earnest as he strolled lazily her way.
He took his sweet time prowling toward her, the ultimate predator. He stopped a foot away. “You’re going to have to tell me now if you want this or not, Sophia. I don’t want you to go mindless with heat and find yourself mated to me because you couldn’t hold back your hormones.”
Was she in the Twilight Zone? He wanted her as a mate? She looked at his eyes and wondered if he spoke the truth. He really wanted her ? He actually desired her short, fat body?
“Why would you want me? You can have any woman in and out of your pack. I’ve seen them looking at you at the bar. They practically throw themselves at your feet. I’m nobody. I’m short, fat, and geeky.” Chin lifted in defiance, she said the words that kept her from allowing her mind to