Cronan is angry. Angry that after years of waiting, he's mated to the one wolf he never wanted.
Fen is stuck. Stuck in a state of purgatory that he doesn't know how to escape from.
After learning of his mate's crimes, Cronan never expected to see h...
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"I'm just saying you didn't have to nearly bite his head off."
"I did," Fen argued while placing the last of the groceries away.
"He's harmless."
"He was flirting with you."
"Maybe, but it wouldn't have gone anywhere. I'm not interested in him. You know that."
The guy was nice enough, but I couldn't see us getting together even if Fen wasn't around. He just didn't have anything about him that necessarily excited me.
"Still," he grumbled.
I rolled my eyes, making my way toward him and raising my hand to wrap around his neck.
"I'm not interested in Simon, Fen. If I was, you wouldn't be here right now."
His dark eyes focused on my blue and he exhaled. "Maybe I went a bit too far."
"Maybe, but it was kind of hot."
"Oh?"
"Just a little."
He predictably perked up at my words, but it was true. Even if it was a bit much, it was attractive to see him getting possessive. It didn't help that he'd practically filled the surrounding area with his scent, which had more of an effect on me than I expected.
"Maybe you should show me how hot it was," he grinned. "Just so we're both on the same page."
"Maybe I will. Just remember what I said last time." I ran my hand through his hair.
"What was that?" He asked, leaning into my touch.
"I'm topping."
I partially expected some kind of backlash, but his grin only widened as he dragged me down the hall. He disappeared inside his room and I quickly went to mine and grabbed a condom before following after him.
"Have you ever bottomed?" I asked.
Fen kissed me and pulled me onto the bed. His hands worked to remove my shirt. "Twice, but they were forever ago."
"Then I guess I'll have to make it memorable," I whispered against his lips, my hands sliding under his shirt.
Fen's breath hitched, and he pulled back just enough to meet my gaze. "I wouldn't expect anything less."
