In His Arms: The Alpha’s Temptress
“Tell me what you're getting Reynold. I have so much to do in this pack other than spending so much time outside here,”
“You're his assistant. Daemon's assistant,”
“You mean Alpha Daemon, yes,” I corrected, my guard still up. “And what about that?”
He leaned a little closer, lowering his voice even more. “There's just so much you don't know, Penelope. About your pack, about yourself, about Daemon,” his hand moved as he spoke, settling on top of mine where it rested on the bench. His skin was cold, his touch slow, deliberate.
“Don't,” I pulled away. “What do you think you're doing?”
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