yet.”
Chapter Thirteen
L yssie
“I hate her.” I tossed my keys on the kitchen table and switched everything on with too much force. “I refuse to let that bitch take everything from me because she’s got money and fangs.”
We bought the bread and the bubbly, as well as some cherries and honey. I slammed the bowl on the counter. This tantrum wasn’t satisfying at all, and that pissed me off more. I was surprised Kiera didn’t come out of her room. She must’ve left or was otherwise very engaged.
Dallas set the bag on the table. He came up behind me and slid his arms around my waist. The chill had followed us inside, but Dallas was warm again. Maybe too warm—the fever crept back every few days until I cured him with my body. Believe me, I didn’t mind making Dallas feel better, but it was an exhausting reminder that I was only borrowing him. I didn’t know one other claimed wolf. Major and Cass had a mating ceremony planned, but they had yet to mark each other. The fever could be completely normal or a sign that things were horribly wrong.
“We’ve got this,” Dallas murmured against my neck before kissing up to my earlobe, ending in a nip. My bones turned to jelly any time he did that. “Why will you fight so hard for these places, but you’re willing to hand me over to Ember?”
Ouch. His body heat ratcheted from comforting to excruciating in the time it took to ask his question. I pulled away from him, needing to hold on to the counter. The jelly feeling was still there, but for all the wrong reasons. “I thought this was something we were doing together.”
“It is.” Dallas’ incredible blue eyes had never looked so dark. He reached for me but stopped before touching me. It was even more painful than the heat. “But you didn’t answer the question.”
“Maybe to see if you’ll go.” I barely heard my own words. My deepest, darkest fears had a way of playing tricks on me. They were so strong inside my head, but they were thin and brittle when released into the universe.
Dallas shook his head. “This is the only place I want to be.” He put his hands on either side of me. I was about to beg him to touch me, I needed the pain. Everything hurt and I needed an explanation. But I didn’t have to ask. He nudged his knee between my legs and captured my mouth in a kiss.
With his lips moving against mine, there were no questions to answer. We surrendered to and claimed one another. There was no fight, only a union. All of my fear melted away as his power, his passion, his love flowed into my body. He’d been so patient with me, all the times I’d pushed him away, with all my questions about myself and us. He was still here.
No, he wasn’t going anywhere. I’d claimed him. Dallas was mine.
“I know that,” I said, needing to catch my breath but not ready to stop kissing. His hands covered mine on the edge of the counter. We gripped on to each other for dear life, hanging on to the last shred of the universe before we lost everything we knew. No matter what happened, win or lose, it would change everything. “And it’s the most incredible feeling in the world. I didn’t know what real happiness was until I met you.”
“Me neither.” Dallas kissed my forehead. “Let’s cook this stuff. But don’t think I’ve forgotten about this plan of yours. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
My cheeks flushed, and I turned to the bag, trying to conceal my smile. I was terrible at keeping secrets. “I hope you’re not disappointed. All this buildup and then...”
“Impossible.” Dallas picked up the bag of cherries. “What can I do to help?”
“Do you know how to pit cherries?” I asked.
The light returned to Dallas’ eyes. “Nope.”
“Good, let me show you.” I unhooked my apron from the pantry door and dropped the neck strap over his head. “Remember, I promised to wear this with pearls and nothing else.”
Dallas loosened his belt. “I can do that. Get me some
Chapter Thirteen
L yssie
“I hate her.” I tossed my keys on the kitchen table and switched everything on with too much force. “I refuse to let that bitch take everything from me because she’s got money and fangs.”
We bought the bread and the bubbly, as well as some cherries and honey. I slammed the bowl on the counter. This tantrum wasn’t satisfying at all, and that pissed me off more. I was surprised Kiera didn’t come out of her room. She must’ve left or was otherwise very engaged.
Dallas set the bag on the table. He came up behind me and slid his arms around my waist. The chill had followed us inside, but Dallas was warm again. Maybe too warm—the fever crept back every few days until I cured him with my body. Believe me, I didn’t mind making Dallas feel better, but it was an exhausting reminder that I was only borrowing him. I didn’t know one other claimed wolf. Major and Cass had a mating ceremony planned, but they had yet to mark each other. The fever could be completely normal or a sign that things were horribly wrong.
“We’ve got this,” Dallas murmured against my neck before kissing up to my earlobe, ending in a nip. My bones turned to jelly any time he did that. “Why will you fight so hard for these places, but you’re willing to hand me over to Ember?”
Ouch. His body heat ratcheted from comforting to excruciating in the time it took to ask his question. I pulled away from him, needing to hold on to the counter. The jelly feeling was still there, but for all the wrong reasons. “I thought this was something we were doing together.”
“It is.” Dallas’ incredible blue eyes had never looked so dark. He reached for me but stopped before touching me. It was even more painful than the heat. “But you didn’t answer the question.”
“Maybe to see if you’ll go.” I barely heard my own words. My deepest, darkest fears had a way of playing tricks on me. They were so strong inside my head, but they were thin and brittle when released into the universe.
Dallas shook his head. “This is the only place I want to be.” He put his hands on either side of me. I was about to beg him to touch me, I needed the pain. Everything hurt and I needed an explanation. But I didn’t have to ask. He nudged his knee between my legs and captured my mouth in a kiss.
With his lips moving against mine, there were no questions to answer. We surrendered to and claimed one another. There was no fight, only a union. All of my fear melted away as his power, his passion, his love flowed into my body. He’d been so patient with me, all the times I’d pushed him away, with all my questions about myself and us. He was still here.
No, he wasn’t going anywhere. I’d claimed him. Dallas was mine.
“I know that,” I said, needing to catch my breath but not ready to stop kissing. His hands covered mine on the edge of the counter. We gripped on to each other for dear life, hanging on to the last shred of the universe before we lost everything we knew. No matter what happened, win or lose, it would change everything. “And it’s the most incredible feeling in the world. I didn’t know what real happiness was until I met you.”
“Me neither.” Dallas kissed my forehead. “Let’s cook this stuff. But don’t think I’ve forgotten about this plan of yours. I can’t stop thinking about it.”
My cheeks flushed, and I turned to the bag, trying to conceal my smile. I was terrible at keeping secrets. “I hope you’re not disappointed. All this buildup and then...”
“Impossible.” Dallas picked up the bag of cherries. “What can I do to help?”
“Do you know how to pit cherries?” I asked.
The light returned to Dallas’ eyes. “Nope.”
“Good, let me show you.” I unhooked my apron from the pantry door and dropped the neck strap over his head. “Remember, I promised to wear this with pearls and nothing else.”
Dallas loosened his belt. “I can do that. Get me some
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