Feral Claim
“But hey, burnt eggs are a step up.”
“Good morning to you too,” I muttered, wiping my hands on a towel, not in the mood for his levity. He peered down the hall, then cocked his head.
“So. The rogue,” he said, like he was fishing for gossip.
My wolf reacted before I had the courtesy to be subtle. A low sound threaded my throat. “She’s not a rogue,” I said. The words were quieter than the growl, but they had teeth.
Rian froze, then shrugged one shoulder, grinning to hide how serious he knew I was. He let the grin fall when I didn’t laugh. “Right. Your mate, then? That sound right?” He tried for light, but his eyes were on mine now, waiting.
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