Chrome and Claws
And Axel, damn him, had seen too much already.
Mine, her wolf whispered, mocking and insistent.
“Shut up,” Raven hissed under her breath.
“You talking to yourself, cousin?”
Her eyes snapped open. Cole leaned against the corner of the building, cigarette glowing between his fingers, grin sharp as a blade.
“Or maybe to that Rider alpha who had you cornered earlier?” he continued.
“Reed doesn’t buy your little story. Neither do I.”
Raven stepped forward, voice low and dangerous. “Careful, Cole. If you keep poking, you’ll regret it.”