i's

orld had stopped spinning, or the moon goddess had decided that my life was no longer worth living and

drumbeat. I tried to push it out, I tried to pretend like I hadn't heard so much as a syllable from his lips,

'd said. "Prove to me that yo

couldn't help but feel like the question that could

t, then best believe I would have burst into a string of laughter the moment the words slid pa

deserved to be Luca's mate, I had to prove that I deserved to be treated like a sister by Katya, I even had to prov

de shredded like paper in a storm. I hadn't thought he'd say that. I'd e

to prove myself? I didn'

headed. If it wasn't for the soft pillows behind me and the extra comfy

myself at his feet? Beg for his approval? I couldn't

k, no name, and as much as I hated to admi

but only briefly. When they ro

Goddess

ing born from war and sculpted by desire. His shirt clung to broad shoulders and a hard chest that made it nearly impossible to think. The w

ortunity to stare at him all day, if h

ed itself in my mind, and I could alrea

my wolf, who was alrea

He's not safe. He's dangerous.

utting into my spiraling thoughts lik

atch them, and I almost fainted in embarrassment. My heart jumped

ven notice

took another step forward, slow, confident, and deliberate. I found myself tilting my

omething richer, something intoxicatingly dangerous, that had me swooning instantly. I sucked in a sharp breath, as his hand lifted, just to g

ight start thinking you want more than jus

the truth was, I had been thinking it. What his mouth would feel like on mine. How his han

even process the heat coiling between us

f there was anything I got from our little exchange, it was the fact that he f

oice, replaced by hard authority. "To prove you're sincere.

wallowing past the lump in

assume you're just another liar looking

ed away, keaving me in

was I suppos