Nyx
Just as I reached for the button of his jeans, the door crashed open. Immediately, he rolled his body over to cover me, but it was only Duke, staring at us wildly.
“Goddesx, I thought one of you was dead,” he growled. “Did you really think now was a good time for that?”
Turning his back, he stomped out, and Rhyson rose. “Get dressed,” he said coldly.
Whatever heat was between us had rapidly cooled. Mentally calling myself, and my wolf, all kinds of stupid, I rolled off the bed and searched the bag for some clothes. “Where are we?”
“A settlement run by a man named Gideon. They took the monster down in the river. You were unconscious, and there were too many of them. I don’t think we’re in danger, but I would stay alert.”
Unconscious. The memory of the monster touching me until it
