Page 12 of SEAL by Fate

Maybe she’d mistakenly put aside her fear of him too quickly…

Her instincts were immediately on high alert as she looked back at the still sleeping figure. Although the hair on her nape was lifted, she couldn’t help but watch him with a curious gaze again.

The stranger rolled further to his side, mumbling something under his breath and the only two words she caught were “Phantom” and “catch”. Neither meant anything to her. There was a strength in him that she couldn’t quite describe. He was masculine, sexy, and although she did have some fear remaining, a part of her felt safe. A man like him seemed strong enough to keep her safe.

He could also overpower her if he wanted to. And with a gun, that would be sending a wolf to kill an ant.

The front of his underwear had gaped open and she caught a glimpse of his full erection. Her inner thighs quivered and she cursed under her breath. Was she crazy? This was so unlike her.

Stormy had walked away from her groom minutes before she was to walk down the aisle. Possibly hitting her head so hard it had affected her fight or flight senses, but she didn’t feel the need to run. Or possibly she just didn’t want to run out into the cold wearing some blanket and strappy heels that were uncomfortable on dry land, let alone ice. Even then, where would she go?

The thought resonated through her head, swarming her brain cells with truth.

She had nowhere to go. No home. Even her sister wouldn’t take her calls.

Here was a man with a gun and they were stranded together.

Dear God, she sure hoped she didn’t run from one monster to find herself in the web of another. Wouldn’t that just be her luck?

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