Page 43 of Catch a Tiger

“Maybe it would be easier if you gave me a name.”

“Absolutely not.” The alpha pushed her underwater before she could say anything to that.

Strange. Her chest ached as the weight of his rejection settled into her soul just because the winter tiger didn’t want to make a claim on her.

When he lifted her out of the water, she decided he didn’t get any nicknames or familiarity. He could call her what she was. Nothing more.

“I need you to move forward so I can get behind you.” She tipped her head back so she could look into his face and those jade-green eyes told her nothing. “Then I need to wash out the detangler and do it all over again.”

Nodding, she swam forward and went back to floating on her back so he could do whatever needed to be done.

Vix closed her eyes so as not to get distracted by the curve of his chest muscles or the nipples that kept teasing her to try biting them. His boobs were bigger than hers and that kind of pissed her off.

It didn’t matter that Samuel didn’t want to give her a name, because the ravens already had.

Collecting names…

She was good at that, wasn’t she?

Chapter 13

Vix

“You’re pretty small for a witch,” the alpha muttered, his fingers combing the junk out of her hair.

“I’m not small,” she snarled, ignoring the sudden ache in her claws that urged her to prove it.

“You’re smaller than Morgan, and she’s pretty upset about how short she is.”

Her eyes flew open against her will and Vix glared up at him. “I’m notshorteither. I’m taller than almost all the female ravens in my eyrie, and most female humans and shifters.”

“But witches are usually between 5’9” and 6’3”,” the alpha reminded her, sounding so fucking amused about this. “I doubt you’re much taller than 5’8”.”

What an asshole.

“Not all of us are blessed with the height of apex predators.”

Crossing her arms over her chest, she huffed when she almost saw him smile.

“If it makes you feel better, I’m shorter than Mylo and Rune.” Samuel pulled her up so all the water ran down her body like a waterfall and then put something else in her hair. “I’m only 6’5” and Rune is 6’7,” which he makes sure to rub in everyone’s faces.Mylo has maybe half an inch on me…compared to us, you’re tiny.”

She was going to gut him if he didn’t shut the fuck up about this already.

Was he telling her how tall they were just to rub it in her stupid face? Was he trying to see if she even knew what all those ridiculous numbers even meant?

Vix froze when another possibility occurred to her.

Was he trying to piss her off so she didn’t want to get closer?

Hm, the alpha could be crafty too, it seemed.

Grinning at the glass, she decided it was okay if he wanted to play this ridiculous game, because he was going to lose. A tiger just couldn’t play the way scavengers could.

He would have to be a lot more ruthless if he wanted to win, and she’d show him exactly how to do that.

“Height doesn’t matter,” she purred, not exactly leaning back into him, but she was close enough he could feel her skin if he took a deep breath. “Dick size is whatreallymatters.”

There was a split-second where she thought he might choke on his own air, but the alpha swallowed it down along with his shock.

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