“Kellan...” I started, swallowing down about fifty different curses.
“Don’t worry, honey.” His voice dropped to what I’m sure he thought was a seductive purr. “We’ll have plenty of time to get to know each other in an intimate way, if that’s your wish.” He actually had the balls to wink at me. “I’ve been wanting to do it since the moment you arrived at this castle.”
I snorted before I could stop myself. “Good luck with that.”
But then something changed. A prickling sensation crawled across my skin, raising every hair on my arms. My wolf whined in warning, and I knew exactly what that feeling meant. I’d been dealing with it since birth, thanks to my brother’s uncontrolled magical outbursts when we were kids.
Magic. Someone was trying to use magic on me.
Kellan’s mouth kept moving, but
