Page 12 of Blood Magic

“Just spirits and ghosts and demons,” Max interjected.

Joe frowned. “What the hell else is there?”

Jared pushed me toward the door with a hand at the small of my back, apparently done with the talking. Despite my resistance to his alpha attitude, I could not stop myself from reacting to him.

It was embarrassing, really, because I knew he knew.

And when he got outside he pushed me up against the brick of the building. “Kait. I know what you need.”

Holy shit.

I gulped and clenched my thighs together. “You...” I darted out my tongue to wet my lips and his sharp wolf stare dropped to my mouth and stayed there for a long, hot moment. “You do?” I finally squeaked.

He nodded. “That’s why I came. I know you’re afraid of what might happen, but you’re my wolf now. I’ll take care of you.”

Oh my God.

My hormones were working overtime. I shuddered, then, even though my brain was screaming at me to get a grip, I nodded. “Okay. I can’t seem to resist.”

He frowned, then backed away and took my arm. “You shouldn’t resist. You were hobbled for such a long time. It’s natural to worry, but I can handle you.” He smiled, just a slight lifting of the corners of his lips and a wry look in his eyes. “Now that I know what to expect.”

Oh. Oh.

He wasn’t talking about sex. He was talking about shifting. That was what he thought I needed. I wasn’t sure whether to be horribly embarrassed or extremely relieved. In the end, as he handed me into his car, I was a little of both.

But beneath everything was the slightest hint of disappointment.