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His eyes immediately brighten with golden shimmers.

I swear it feels like my body’s being pulled to his like a magnet- it almost physically pains me to maintain my distance as I stand across from Gray.

Boyd comes up beside me, sliding an arm around my shoulders familiarly. I watch as Gray’s jaw twitches and his piercing gaze flies to Boyd. If looks could kill…

“C’mon, Fallon.” Boyd urges me forward, and I can feel Gray’s icy stare slicing through me as we walk past him toward the complex.

Boyd’s got balls, I’ll give him that. I’m pretty sure he’s suspected that there’s something going on between Gray and I, and he basically just openly challenged him. Maybe Boyd’s purposely trying to provoke him to confirm his suspicions, but Gray doesn’t bite.

I should be glad. I mean, I don’t want it getting out that I’m sleeping with one of the alphas. I’d lose all credibility at training camp. But somehow it also feels a little bit like a let-down.

“Jeez, that guy’s intense,” Boyd mumbles as we pass through the gate.

“Yeah,” I breathe, rolling my eyes.

You have no idea.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Gray

I dropped Reid off at the packhouse in Stillwater when we returned from Denver, then headed straight to the squad complex. I parked my Jeep in its usual spot and was starting for the gate when I caught Fallon’s scent, carried on the breeze from the opposite direction. My heart immediately lurched- with the events in Denver still fresh, my mind rushed to the worst case scenario- but after I followed her short trail to the clearing, my concern turned to jealous rage at the sight of that fucking kid lying on top of her.

Now I’m pacing in my room, regretting that I told her to come see me in an hour rather than in ten minutes. Her explanation in the forest made sense, and now with the benefit of hindsight I’m able to calm down, think clearly. Thank god I’m able to control my wolf, or he would’ve ripped Boyd’s throat out tonight.

Having Fallon come to my room here at the complex is risky, but I leave the door unlocked so she can slip inside fast, hopefully undetected. I keep checking my watch, agitated, as the time ticks by. She’s late. I’ve got a meeting set up with the other alphas tonight to discuss Denver, and if she doesn’t arrive soon, I’ll have to leave to get to it.

I’ve nearly given up on her when my wolf perks up and I hear brisk footsteps in the hallway outside. Moments later, my door opens, and I’m dizzy with the delight of Fallon’s lovely scent as she steps inside.

“I’m sorry,” she breathes, pressing the door closed behind her. “I couldn’t get away. Boyd told Shay we got in trouble, and she kept asking questions, and…”

I cross the room in two seconds flat, taking her face in my hands and smothering her words with my mouth. She makes the cutest little ‘umph’ sound as our lips connect and the tingle of sparks dance between them. Then she darts her tongue into my mouth, finding mine, returning the kiss with equal fervor.

I’ve been dying to kiss her all week. Being away from her for so long was fucking torture- at first, all I thought of was how I wanted her under me again, writhing in pleasure as I fuck her senseless. Then, as the week dragged on, darker thoughts crept in- what if something happened at the six-pack while I was away? What if there was attack and I wasn’t there to protect her?

The whole time I was in Denver, I felt a little scattered. I was still able to get a lot done, but Fallon was always lingering in the back of my mind. It’s fucking scary that she has such a hold on me already.

As our tongues tangle together, I move one hand to her waist, wrapping my arm around it and pressing her body close to mine. My dick punches at my zipper as I drag her bottom lip between my teeth, pulling back to look at her.

Fallon gazes up at me through her eyelashes, her eyes clouded with lust as she runs her palms up my chest, then drapes her arms around my neck.

“Well hello to you, too.” Her plump lips curve into a sly little smirk.

“That kid in the forest with you…”

“Boyd’s just a friend,” she says quickly. “A close friend, from home, but still just a friend.”

“That guy’sintoyou, Fallon,” I grumble.

She chuckles, shaking her head. “Yeah, me and every other girl he’s ever met.”

I scowl. She may not see it, but I do. And I should know, I’m a guy. I’ve seen the way Boyd looks at her. She may perceive it as friendship, but he definitely wants more than that- he practically tried to stake his claim earlier tonight.

If only he knew that she’s already mine.

“You know…” Fallon says softly, sliding one of her hands from around my neck to cup my jaw. Warmth spreads through my body, radiating out from the spot where she touches my face. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think mister casual was jealous.”

I stare down at her intently, backing her up into the wall beside the door. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you keep being bad because you like to be punished.” My voice is low, gravelly.

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