Page 106 of Poison's Kiss
I didn't want to do anything at all with Kane, but the second my body heated up, I had zero control. I think I should talk to Mom about this. Either this is one really fucked up set of hormones inside me, or there's something magically screwed up. Either way, I need answers before I do something with someone I really, really don't want to.
"Can we continue this later?" Kane asks, pulling me to him like I belong to him all over again.
Oh crap. This is going to be seriously messed up when Gage gets back.
His bare chest taunts me, reminding me how his body feels sliding against mine. The night in the dungeon flashes through my mind, making my core heat up. It felt so wrong but so incredible at the same time.
"Kane, this is wrong. You know as well as I do it's wrong."
"We'll be right out, Zee. I'll drive Alyssa there."
Zee nods, realizing this is much more serious now. Kane releases me as the door shuts behind Zee, and he pulls on his shirt while cursing.
"Alyssa, stop with the hot and cold shit. It's me. You know I'm what you want - not Gage. He's Somage, and he always will be. Bottom line, he's always going to have to seduce women for Intel. It's the way they operate. You know I've never been anything but completely dedicated to you. Now get the hell over our fey classification."
This is so frustrating.
"We can talk about this later. Let's go find out what's going on," I grumble, but Kane whirls me back in his arms before I can escape.
"It's me, Alyssa. You're going to choose me. Stop fighting it."
There's no doubt I'd choose him if he were any other fey, but he's not. He's a night stalker.
"Can we please stop with this for now?"
He groans as if he's as frustrated as I am, but he nods, ceding to my request while holding out my jacket for me to put on. I slip on my boots quickly, and then Kane takes my hand in his while leading me out to his car, opening the door for me.
I cringe as I start to get in. "Please don't drive like a crazy immortal."
He laughs lightly while shaking his head. "I promise I won't. I'm not in a hurry this time."
That brings me back to the night he was in a hurry. He shuts the door to my side, and almost as quickly, he's climbing into his seat. As he cranks the car, I decide to probe for the answers to the questions that I've had since I first started reading Amy's journals.
He pulls out of the driveway, cautiously checking his mirrors as if he's mocking my concern for safety. I can't help but enjoy his playful side, but I have to remind myself it's his deadly side that worries me.
"Why does Amy believe you're meant for her? Sierra thinks the same thing, and I realize it's the whole bond between lycan and night stalker, but she's determined you're meant for her. What if she's right?"
He sighs out, not seeming particularly thrilled about my question. "Whoa. I wasn't expecting that." He turns out onto another road, and then he gasses it lightly, showing respect for my earlier request. "I'm not meant for Amy. You havenoidea how sick I am of telling everyone that. Please don't make me start with you. It's gotten to where I don't even want to go back home because of Sierra and her."
I lean back, turning on my side so I can watch his face as he speaks, searching for any sign of a lie or uncertainty. So far, he seems honest.
"So, how is it that she's so certain you are, and you're so certain you're not?"
He puts his blinker on and pulls up to stop at the curb on the side of the road. As he turns to face me, his eyes are that perfect emerald green I fell in love with.
"Because I've never once felt anything but brotherly toward her. It's not like Deke and Sierra, but Amy is desperately grasping for someone to care about her. She's gone through a lot, and for a while, I tolerated her bullshit simply because I felt sorry for her. She continues to take each kind gesture as something more. Sierra is like her alpha. She is protective, nurturing, and maternal toward her. It's in their nature to side together. Pack mentality and all.
"I've never once felt toward anyone the way I feel toward you, and I'm perfectly capable of deciding who I am and who I amnotmeant to be with. I don't ever want you to view me the way I view Amy, so I try not to press you too hard, but, Alyssa, you feel it, too. I see it in your eyes when you look at me the way you're looking at me right now. You're young and confused. I understand that, too. But I'm not leaving your side until I know for sure you won't be mine."
My heart sings and cries out for him, but my mind keeps restraining it. He turns to face the road again, but before he can push it into gear, something happens. We're frozen almost instantly, and I hear Kane gasping for air.
I can't move anything on my body until I push forth with all my strength, feeling an invisible fabric tearing as I slip over onto Kane's lap and slam the car in drive.
"What the hell?" he strains out.
"It's her. She's trying to make one of us her third victim."
It's not an easy task to drive while in someone's lap, but the farther away I get us, the less I feel the pressure of her attack. I feel Kane's arms slipping around me as he pulls me to the side and takes over the wheel.
