THE BILLIONAIRE ALPHA’S SECRET HEIRS
“That I’d choose some half-shifted stray over—”
Lila spun, slapping him hard enough to crack the silence. His cheek reddened, wolf-light flaring in his eyes.
“Finish that sentence,” she hissed, claws pricking her palms. “Call me ‘stray’ again. I dare you.”
Asher stared, chest heaving. The bond writhed between them, sickly sweet. His gaze dropped to her mouth.
They moved at the same time.
His kiss was all teeth, a collision of lips and desperation. Lila bit down, blood blooming on her tongue. He groaned, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise, slamming her against the sink. Marble dug into her spine.