admit something to you.”
“Okay.”
“When I met you, I was wandering through the forest transformed.”
“Like, you were a bear?”
“Yes. I smelled you, and… this feels awkward to say… my mating urges kicked in.”
“What?”
“I’m the alpha bear shifter, and I have mating urges as well, just like the wolves. When I saw you, I could tell you were vulnerable, and you had to be a virgin if they were chasing you. I felt my animal instincts kick in, so I transformed back into a human before you saw me.”
“Um… okay.” That’s kind of scary.
“When I started talking to you, I realized how beautiful you are. I… completely closed off because I felt just like them. You’re the first woman I’ve ever had those wild feelings for, and it felt wrong.”
“So, you’ve been stoic and cold because you felt more instinctual when you met me?”
“Exactly.”
“Okay.” I don’t know how to respond to that.
“I felt like I was betraying Marilyn by acting the way the wolves did. So, I tried to avoid you, I tried to fight my urges but….” A beeping noise came from the kitchen, interrupting him. He followed the noise. “Lasagna is served, if you want it.”
I chuckled, “Good change of pace, Christian.”
He laughed, “I wanted to break the ice a little from that very serious conversation.”
“I admit, I don’t really know what to say,” I smiled, watching him cut the lasagna. “I’ve never had an attractive man say such nice things to me before.”
“I can’t imagine why,” he shrugged. “You’re not only beautiful, but you are a strong woman. You don’t take any crap. I find that very attractive.”
“Who are you, and where did you take the real Christian?”
“I’m trying to be more open with you.”
“You’re doing a pretty good job. You learned how to make coffee, you made lasagna by hand, and you said I’m…. You said very nice things about me.”
He slid a plate forward to me. I smiled at him, looking into those beautiful dark eyes of his. Before I could thank him, he stepped forward, wrapped one arm around me to bring me close, and kissed me. His lips felt as soft and warm as I had imagined. His other hand held my chin, curving it up toward him. I threw my arms around him, both of us bringing each other closer.
His tongue parted my lips as we closed all space between us. We started to kiss harder, our tongues darting, weaving, and dancing in each other’s mouths. He pushed me against the island, his hand now trailing lower down my back to my hip under the pajama bottoms. His lips traced down my neck, leaving a trail of fire behind it.
I felt heat at the spot in my back he’d been holding before his hand moved downward. His fingers touched my inner thigh, sending tingles through my whole body, but my back still felt hot. Burning even.
“The lasagna!” I screamed. “It’s burning me!”
“Oh no!” he pulled me away, then checked my back where I’d been touching the hot casserole dish. “I didn’t really think about that.”
“I didn’t either,” I replied, turning toward him and grabbing his shirt. “Wrapped up in the moment, I guess.”
“Let’s move somewhere safer,” he responded, closing the space between us and giving a sexy smirk.
Before he could kiss me again, a pounding, urgent knock came at the door. We gave each other a look, then he rushed to the door. He took a moment, trying to shake out the excitement in his pants.
“This better be important,” he grumbled before opening the door.
A few of the men from his tribe rushed in carrying another, bloody wounded man with them. The energy in the room switched from a passionate red light to a flashing siren.
VIII.
“They attacked us,” one with red hair said as they rushed to the couch.
Christian quickly grabbed a stained sheet from a closet near the door and rushed to the couch.
“Ben and Jake are dead,” the other with blonde hair added. “We got here