CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Eva

The deep familiar voice of Dennis sent a quick tingling wave down my body.

My heart began a desperate rhythm at the seconds of silence between us. I feel like I'm never myself when I talk to this Man and I pray to the goddess that it's the mate-bond and nothing more.

"H-How did you get my number?" I say when I can't take the silence anymore.

He chortled at the other end of the line and said, "And why do you always forget that your mate is the Lycan King and can have whatever information he pleases at any time?"

I silently hiss. "Okay. Why did you call?" I decided to ask.

"What are you doing?" He asked instead.

"Why do you ask? I believe the Lycan King should be busy enough not to care about that."

"Are you dressed?" He asked again.

"And why should I answer that?"

"Let me guess," he began, "you just came out of the shower now and your white towel is draped around your luscious frame. You are…"

I felt a wave of desire wash over me when he started and anger rose up my spi