His words hung in the air, lingering around like smoke I couldn't breathe through.
Every time he got this close—his voice low, his scent in the room—I forgot where I stood. Or maybe, I just didn't know anymore.
The Alpha's breeding mate. The girl marked with dangerous power. The one who wasn't supposed to have a wolf. The Omega.
I blinked up at him, my heart beating too fast for its own good. "You don't mean that," I whispered, trying to convince myself.
He tilted his head, his thumb brushing my lower lip like he was tracing something invisible. "Don't I?"
Before I could reply, there was a knock on the door. Sharp. Urgent.
Dawn let out a short growl, one that rumbled through his chest. His hand dropped from my face, and he turned toward the door. "What?"
I took a breath of relief as I watched his back to me moving to answer the door.
