A shiver races down my spine when I hear another roar. It's closer this time.Malcolm.I quicken my pace, breaking into a run. I get to an outdoor restaurant and weave through the tables. "Sorry," I say when I knock down a fork.Gazes draw to me as I rush forward. I'd made it only a few paces before shrieks sounded out behind me.I spin around. While I'd carefully walked past the tables, Malcolm overturned them, mowing through throngs of people, canines bared in a savage snarl.I gasp, speeding as I turn around. I don't make it far."Shit!"A heavy weight lands on top of me. I am roughly turned around. My arms are shoved above me and held in an iron grip. My throat dries as I'm faced with the full force of Malcolm's glare.He wedges his hips into mine. All around us, humans scream, running the other way at the sight of a berserk shifter. His grip tightens and he snarls in my face. "You do not run away from me!"

GWEN__True to Malcolm's words, his men arrive in mere hours. Greta goes with them after bundling me into a long hug. Rylan's departure is much more difficult. He did something he hadn't done in a while. He cried. And it nearly breaks me.I make him promise he'll be strong for me. He does, and soon after he's put in the car. I watch as it drives away, never daring to tear my eyes away from it until it turns a corner, disappearing from view. Even then I still stand rooted to the spot, staring at the darkening atmosphere.Malcolm comes to stand behind me. "You should come inside." His baritone is a low rumble. Despite myself I feel a shiver dance down my spine.

MALCOLM__F*ck.Moonlight washes over Gwen's lithe body, casting an almost heavenly glow about her.I wouldn't doubt for one minute the glow around her head is a halo, nor would I doubt the intensity of the thought the observation revokes. I feel like going on my knees before her and laying silent prayers at her feet.A prayer for my damned soul. And a prayer for the lurid amount of lust raging through me... Surely it couldn't be normal?The top comes off completely and her perky breasts spring free. My breath waters and I see the dusky nipples turn to hard points. F*ck.

 MALCOLM __ "If you're a virgin, then explain how you got Rylan." I watch the colour bleach from her face. She does that thing where she opens her mouth and closes it countless times. Then she settles on a curt, "I don't have to explain anything to you." Oh yeah? I abandon the sink, drawing closer to where she's perched on a stool. I notice how her robe parts to reveal creamy flesh. My canines throb with the consuming urge to mark her, it worsens when I scent the lingering musk of her orgasm. I want in on my tongue. Patience, I tell myself. There is apt time for that. I lean over the table. While she doesn't pull away, I notice the flush spreading around her cheeks. My little minx is just as attracted to me as I am to her. "You're curious about me," I say. Her guard lowers and I catch the look of contempl

Malcolm's lips are at my neck while his fingers make slow caresses up and down my sides.He'd toweled us off and taken me straight to the bed without any clothes. Once my back made contact with the soft sheets, he covered me with his body, pressing languid kisses anywhere he could find.It was like he couldn't stop touching me.Like I would disappear if his hands weren't on me.And I've... never felt so wanted.My eyes suddenly heat and I feel a sob threaten to spill. So attuned to me, he notices. Lifting his head, he peers at my face, eyes hardening.A tear dribbles down and he cups my face, his gaze darkening. "Why?"I snort a watery chuckle. "Nothing. I'm just an emotional f*ck, I guess.""But we haven't even f*cked."I laugh long and hard. A smile cracks Malcolm's face and he leans down and kisses my tears. "I love the sound of your laughter.""And is that all you love?" the question comes out of nowhere and my face flames, my breaths stilling for a moment.He gives it a serious t