Chapter 20

That late evening I had the shock of my life when I went up to my room, and saw Vaughan sitting on my bed, waiting.

Stood at the door, I took a moment to look at him. He wore a casual white shirt over dark jeans. The material of his shirt stretched over his wide chest, his hot jeans hugging his strong calves. While I ogled him, I failed to note that his eyes were turning an angry yellow.

When I did, he'd invaded my personal space, suddenly grabbing my arm in a bruising grip.

Shocked, I struggled against him. "Let me go, you...creep! What is wrong with you?"

"Where were you?" he snarled.

Psycho! I thought, snapping, "Hanging at Robyn's place! Now let me go."

"No," he growled in my face. "Not until you tell me why I scent a male allover you?"

My gaze widened in realization. Because I'd been fighting with one.

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