The Hidden Hybrid’s Redemption
The stiff leather of my riding trousers frictioned sharply against my inner thighs as he shifted his weight, forcing a soft, helpless moan past my bleeding lips.
"You absolute, reckless lunatic," Killian rasped, his voice dropping into a deep, trembling vibration right against my ear. His long, dark hair was frosted with ice, but his amber eyes were completely bloodshot, burning with a dark, unhinged mixture of possessive rage and raw relief. His large, calloused hands slid up from my wrist, his fingers tangling roughly into my hair to force my face up to his. "You almost let the mountain take you. Do you have any idea what my wolf would do if you died here?"