Page 18 of True Wolf

His fists clenched tighter. I felt his wolf reacting to mine. “It was you, wasn’t it?”

“M-me?”

“You know what the fuck I’m asking. You were the one in that bed. It was you.”

I nodded slowly and he was on me in a matter of seconds. My back pressed against the wall and his body pressed against mine, while his forearms landed above my head. He dropped his head and I felt the graze of his nose along the curve of my jaw down my neck as he inhaled, taking me in.

My wolf howled, a deep, instinctual cry, urging me to surrender to the magnetic pull that bound us. She craved his presence, his strength, and the bond that could only be forged between my wolf and his. The throbbing need for connection pulsed through my core and a desperate need for the warmth of his touch, the taste of his lips, but what I got was the blaze of anger in his eyes and bared teeth.

“Did you know? Why did you let me chase her? She wasn’t mine.Youare.”

“Be-because we can’t do this.”

Zion lifted his head and those blazing amber eyes which were outlined in red locked on mine. His insanely handsome face shifted from an angry scowl to a cocky scowl that caused my pussy to pulse. “We’re doing this, beautiful….” He leaned in closer. I could smell the liquor on his tongue when he added. “But first you’re going to explain why the fuck you wasted my time.”

Zion pushed away from the wall, his long, powerful body still towered over me. I couldn't tear my gaze away from him, the way he stood so close, raw power and undeniable allure. His broad shoulders filled the space around him, muscles taut and defined beneath his tight-fitting shirt that seemed to strain against his sculpted physique. Every inch of him radiated dominance, from the way he held his head high to the fierce glint in his piercing eyes that promised protection, passion, and the worst, retribution.

“Let’s go.”

“Go.” My eyes widened. “Go where?”

“To my apartment. You owe me an explanation and as much as I want to leave you here to reconsider your refusal to tell me why the fuck you betrayed me, my wolf won’t allow me to leave you behind. So you’re coming with me. Move, now.”

My body jerked from the sheer force of his words and the command delivered. I opened my mouth to argue but the heated blaze of his stare had me slamming it shut and complying.

I’m so fucking screwed and I so want to be screwed…by him.

The tension pulsing between us was palpable.

Hate.

Lust.

Hate.

Lust.

Zion was struggling with both as he glared at me from across the room. He made sure to keep a safe distance but was there really a safe distance when it came to the intensity of what was flickering between the two of us.

“I feel your wolf,” he stated calmly ,even though I could see his body physically thrumming and vibrating with energy. “And she feels mine, which means that you do too.”

I blinked several times but didn’t speak. “You know what we are,Nessah.”

Oh fuck, hearing my name pass through his lips was dangerous.

“I do and it’s not going to make sense to you but this can’t happen. You and I, we can’t be what you think we are.”

He smiled sinfully slow. “What I think we are?”

The look he gave dared me to contradict him which had a correction slowly fumbling from my mouth. “What we are. This doesn’t work.”

“You’re rejecting me?” The words were threatening, icy, and dark. Just the idea of them, forced more tension in my chest.

Oh fuck, how am I going to do this? I can’t.

But I have to.

“If I don’t…”

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