Turning, I faced him. “Won’t you? From what I can tell, this is a suicide mission for you. You’ve set your nephew up to be your heir. You’re more concerned about saving your own wolves than saving yourself. Admit it, once you have your revenge, you have nothing else to live for. You’re not going to be there for this child, so maybe you should stop caring about whether you’re the father or not. It won’t matter.”

“That may have been true once,” he said carefully. “But it is not true now.”

Tears that I’d willed away all day finally spilled over my cheeks, and I collapsed against him. “What if he’s like me? What if he can’t control his wolf?”

“You can control your wolf. The only time she’s broken free was to try to speak to me. She may not have a bond with you, but she still knows you. She knows what you need. She knows how you feel, and you do the same for her.” He paused. “Will you tell me what your father has done to you?”

I wiped away my tears and pulled away. This time, he didn’t try to stop me. “You already know. You were there for what the witches said.”

“That’s one thing he’s done to you. I want to know more.”

“It doesn’t matter what he’s done to me. It only matters that he doesn’t get to do anything else.” I forced a smile. “Where’s Paisley? I haven’t seen him all day.”

“After eating most of Jax’s stored winter food, I sent him with Saul. Just because he’s clean now doesn’t mean he’ll stay that way. I wanted him to see firsthand the effects of the drug. Nash should have brought him back to his room to sleep now.”

“And your negotiations with Elonso?”

“Slow,” Rhyson admitted, and then shocked me even more by helping me turn down the bed. For a second, we almost looked like a domestic couple. My mind wandered from my problems and ventured into dangerous territory.

I’d said I wouldn’t fuck him again, but my body didn’t seem to care. As his hand smoothed over the sheets, all I could think about was how they fisted my hands, anchoring me down while I came.

Nope, nope, nope.

“Jax has promised to help me find something else that he wants. I have a mind to simply show up at his doorstep and demand answers.” His gaze caught mine, and he grinned lazily. “Is there something else on your mind?”

“No. Nothing else.”

“Good. Then we should get a good night’s rest.” Almost languidly, he started to undress, and my heart skipped a beat. “I told you I wouldn’t fuck you again until you begged for it, so we don’t have to worry about that, do we?”

It was all I could do not to lick my lips. “Are you planning on sleeping as a wolf?”

“What? Oh, no. These sheets are nice. I want to feel them on every inch of my body.” Naked, he shimmied onto the bed, turned onto his back, and rested his head under his forearm. Nothing was left to the imagination. “That’s not a problem for you, is it Maya?”

My toes curled, and I left my own clothes on as I quickly got into bed and turned my back to him. “Nope. Not a problem. Good night.”

Before I could close my eyes, he hooked his arm around my waist and drew me close to him. Immediately, I squeaked. “Hey! What are you doing?”

“I said I wouldn’t fuck you. I didn’t say I wouldn’t touch you.”

35

Rhyson

Her breathing hitched, and I slipped a hand under her shirt and against her belly. A lot had happened today for both of us, and part of me knew that I should give her more time to adjust. Another part of me suspected she needed a distraction, and this was the best way I knew how to distract.

It was too early to feel the baby. My brain screamed at what I’d learned only a few short minutes ago.

What if he’s like me? What if he can’t control his wolf?

I was going to have a son.

“Rhyson,” Maya whispered. My hand stilled, and I waited to see if she would push me away.

When she didn’t say anything, my hand inched up to her tits. “Yes?” I promised as I brushed a fingertip under one. “Was there something that you wanted?”

“Fuck you. Just tonight.” She rolled onto me, straddling me, and I pulled her shirt off in one swift move before I brought my mouth up to claim her. Her kiss drove me wild. My hands tangled in her red hair, and she ground against me, thin cotton shorts the only barrier between us. I was hard as a rock, but that was nothing new. Just the thought of her could make my cock stir.

She drove me crazy.