Rion’s POV
She was standing right there when I yanked the door open…awkward as hell, cheeks already blooming with heat the second I pulled her inside and pinned her against the wall.
That flush creeping up her neck and across her face sent a rush of electricity straight through me, hot and addictive.
She was reacting to me. To the closeness. To the way my body caged hers in. My wolf practically howled in triumph inside my chest at that.
I’d been pacing this damn room like a caged animal for the last half hour, waiting for her.
Ray had been losing his mind the whole time, snarling and pacing right along with me. ‘What the hell is taking so long?’ he kept growling. ‘What if that bastard is touching her? Still got his filthy hands on her waist?’
The memory of Edric pulling her close
