Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
“You’re safe now.”
He groans. “Maybe not safe…”
“What do you mean?”
“Those mercenary shifters aren’t about to back off,” he says as he runs a hand through his hair. “They’ve marked me as a feral shifter. They’ve marked me to die and they won’t back off until they’ve achieved their goal.”
I squeeze my hands into fists as my back straightens. “I won’t let them.”
He sighs as he looks at me with adoring eyes. “You are the girl for me. I’m already in love with you, Layla.”
I think I feel the same way, but I’m not ready to say it yet.
“Come,” I say as I grab his big hand and pull him to my car. “We can hide out at my place until this blows over.”
“It won’t blow over.”
“Fine. Then until we can think of a plan to get rid of those guys for good.”
“Another plan?”
“Another plan! But this one will work.”
“Why’s that?” he says with a grin as I open the door.
I push him into the car with a smile. “Because I say it will.”
He laughs as I slam the door closed and rush around the hood to the driver’s side.
I don’t care how many mean nasty shifters come out of the woodwork to hurt my man. I’m not going to let any of them lay a finger on him.
He’s mine to protect just like I’m his to protect.
And I take my mate duties seriously.
CHAPTER FIVE
Noah
I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve had a hot shower, but this feels fucking fantastic. I’d stay in here until my skin is as wrinkly as a raisin and the hot water tank is bone dry, but my mate is waiting for me and as amazing as this hot shower is, it’s nothing compared to staring at her gorgeous face and luscious curves.
I turn off the water, dry off, and slip on the clothes she left for me. One of her male cousins lives nearby, so she went over and raided his closet for the largest clothes she could find. They’re still tight, but I manage to get them on. I pull on the jeans and they hug my muscular thighs. They must be baggy on him, but with my large frame, they’re a little snug. The t-shirt fits too, but the sleeves are tight on my arms.
Layla doesn’t seem to mind at all. Her beautiful blue eyes widen when I walk into the kitchen. She catches herself and continues making the sandwiches with blushing cheeks. I can tell she’s flustered because she unwraps a cheese slice and then throws the cheese in the garbage and puts the wrapper on the sandwich.
“What am I doing?” she mutters under her breath as she tosses the wrapper in the garbage and grabs another slice.
“Let me help,” I say as I walk into the kitchen and stand beside her.
Her body stiffens and she sucks in a breath as those lustful eyes glance at my arms.
“I used to love to cook,” I say as I reach past her for the tomatoes. I brush her arm with mine and she swallows hard.
“So, the clothes fit?” she says as those sexy eyes roam all over my body. Her cheeks get a darker shade of pink.
“They’re a little tight on my arms,” I say as I give my right arm a good flex. The sleeve strains against my hard round bicep and her eyes get cartoonishly large as she stares at it. I think my mate is an arm girl.
“You want to touch it?”
She looks up at me under those long dark lashes. “Your arm?”
“We’re mates, Layla,” I say in a low rumbling voice. “You can touch me anywhere you want.”
She gulps as she looks back at my flexed arm. I have to fight back a grin as she slowly reaches up and wraps her palm around it. “It’s so big,” she whispers, more to herself than to me. “So hard.”
Her mischievous hand continues sliding up my shoulder and then over my chest. I flex my pecs as she runs her hand over them and then continues down to my stomach. Her fingers rake over my six-pack and then drop off before she gets to my jeans.
She’s practically panting by the time she looks back up at me.
“Like I said,” I say as I step in close. She swallows hard as she gazes up into my eyes. “You can touch me anywhere. Anytime. My body is yours, sexy girl. To do whatever you want with.”
She licks her lips as her eyes drop to my mouth. “So, if I want another kiss…”
I lunge forward and scoop her up in my arms. She lets out a surprised little squeal as I place her ass on the counter and step between her legs. She wraps her ankles behind me and holds me in place as her hands slide up and down my arms.