The Mate He Rejected
The cool, strategic Alpha was gone, replaced by a hungry predator staring at me with raw, unfiltered desire.
"Meghann," Cullen rasped. His chest rose and fell in jagged, uneven breaths. His hands tightened on my waist, his thumbs brushing the bottom edge of my hunting leathers. "What are you doing?"
"I am breaking the rules," I whispered, my voice trembling with a thrilling, electric heat.