“I gather my torn clothes and look them over. With a tuck here and fold there I figure I can still wear them. As I dress I try not to think about Stone, try not to let the pain on his face haunt me. Had he been here? Or was it merely a dream? Confused, I breathe deep to see if there are any lingering traces of his scent in the air, but when Logan’s familiar aroma fills my nostrils, not Stone’s, I shake my head to clear it, unable to make sense of it all. Logan tosses the pack over his back and p...uts his arm around my waist, a gesture that fills me with warmth. “How do you feel?” He looks so sleepy and rumpled that it has my mind racing to what we did in the cave. Then a grave thought hits me. Was it merely a diversion tactic on his part? Or does he really want me to be his mate? “Last night, when we, you know, was it because—” His grin is slow, soft and a smile reaches his eyes as he rakes my hair off my face. “It was because I wanted to, Pride. I’ve wanted to do that with you for a very long time now.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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