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Suddenly, without warning, Theo lunges forward. He grabs me by the elbows, yanking me into his chest, crushing his lips down over mine. The contact is like an explosion- sparks ignite between our lips, my eyes slam shut and frickin’ fireworks burst behind my eyelids. Before my brain can even register what’s happening, my lips part, my body responding to his kiss on its own accord.

This isnothinglike the kiss with Connor. It’s urgent, hungry- but somehow also tender and gentle. Needy. Desperate. Greedy. Possessive. His velvety tongue finds mine, tangling with it as he reaches up to cup my cheek, slides his fingers back into my hair. Heat pools between my legs as he wraps his other arm around my waist and pulls me closer, keeps claiming my mouth.

Warmth spreads through my body as it melts into Theo’s, our tongues twining as we devour one another. All of the tension, all of the build-up washes away as we kiss, replaced by an overwhelming sense of release. Everything is reduced to this one moment, this one kiss…

My knees buckle. My heart races. It’s everything a kiss should be- passionate, wild, uninhibited.

It would be perfect, except…

This isn’t right.

Reality crashes in. My wolf’s driving this ship, not me. I shove her back, pushing at Theo’s chest. I stumble backwards, half delirious. Breathless. As soon as our bodies break apart, mine aches at the loss of his contact.

My mind spins.

My anger returns.

“What the fuck?!” I sputter.

Theo’s eyes fly wide, stunned.

It’s probably the first time he’s heard me use the f-word, but it’s the only one I can get out. The only one that adequately conveys my anger and frustration in this moment.

“I’m sorry…” he grumbles, drawing a breath. Then his eyes narrow and he raises his voice. “Actually, you know what? I’mnotsorry. Do you have any idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that? And don’t act like it wasn’t incredible because I know I wasn’t the only one who felt that. Youwantedme to kiss you…”

“No!” I shout back, cutting him off.

Theo shakes his head, his eyes darkening. “Please. Are you lying to yourself, too, or just to me? You know there’s something here, something between us. You’ve been giving me all the signals over the past week…”

“What signals?!” I demand.

He settles his hands on his hips. “Come on, Brooke. In the showers? You were showing off for me, soaping up your tits and looking straight at my dick.”

My temper flares. “Are you kidding me? I was just taking a shower! Which I never would’ve had to do if you’d actually been responsible and checked the weather forecast…”

“So you didn’t want me to kiss you?” he interrupts, folding his arms across his chest.

“No!” I yell, my voice ragged. “Not now, not like this!”

I’m so angry that my whole body is trembling.

There’s a flash of something in his eyes, like my response cut deep, but I’m so mad that I don’t even let it give me pause.

I raise a hand, pointing a finger at him. “You think you can just take whatever you want, whenever you want it. You think the whole world should bow at your feet just because you’re a frickin’ alpha!” I scream, seething. “Well guess what, Theo?! You’re not an alpha, not yet and maybe not ever!”

My rage keeps spilling out like word vomit. “With the way you’re going, you’ll never run the pack because you can’t even swallow your pride for five minutes to make nice with your dad or support Cory as Beta. What kind of alpha can’t put his own damn pride aside for the sake of his pack?!”

Theo’s face twists into a scowl as he takes a step forward, pointing a finger back at me. “I might not be an alpha yet, but at least I’m honest with myself. I know I’m a fuck up! But you, you act like you’re all sweet an innocent, and you’re…”

“I’mwhat, Theo?!” I demand, stomping my foot.

“You’re acting like a real fucking bitch right now!” he snaps.

Oh no he didn’t.

I stride forward, pushing at his chest. “I’ma bitch?! Why, because you can’t handle the truth?!” I spit. “Man up, Theo! If you want to be an alpha, then start acting like one! Grow up! Go home, apologize to your dad! Show the pack you support Cory! Stop sleeping around! You’re so hard-headed and reckless that all you’re doing is hurting everyone around you, including yourself…”

“You know what?!” He bites back, his hazel eyes cutting through me. Then he just shakes his head, turning away. “Fuck this,” he mutters. He stalks back toward his motorcycle, scooping his helmet up off of the ground.

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