Page 11 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

“Trust me, this is a conversation you do not want us to have here,” Finn replied, his gaze never leaving Aidan’s, like a silent challenge.

I stood there, unsure what to do or say. The words “true identity” were still echoing in my mind, and my heart raced as I looked between the two men. There was something between them that I couldn’t quite place, but it was too heavy to ignore. For amoment, it felt like I was intruding on something much deeper than I realized.

Finn opened his mouth, as if he were about to speak, but then his phone buzzed sharply, cutting through the tension like a blade.

“Sorry, I have to take this,” Finn muttered, already pulling his phone out and glancing at the screen. His eyes darkened slightly as he read the message.

Aidan’s jaw tightened, but he nodded curtly, acknowledging the interruption without saying a word.

“We’ll talk later, Mr. Hale,” Finn said.

He hesitated for a brief second, as if weighing something in his mind, before he looked at me.

“I have to go Amelia, something urgent came up” he said, his voice softer.

“Okay…” I managed, still lost in the whirlwind of confusion and questions.

With that, Finn turned and walked away, leaving me and Aidan in the cafeteria.

I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest.

What just happened?I thought.

“I think I should get back to work,” I said, my voice shaky.

Aidan didn’t move, but I could feel his gaze on me as I made the motion to leave. There was something about him that kept pulling me back.

Just as I took a step toward the door, I heard his voice—low, firm, but laced with something I couldn’t quite place.

“Amelia,” Aidan said, his tone soft, but commanding. “Wait.”

I turned slowly to face him, and in that instant, everything else in the room seemed to fade away. It was just his presence, the way his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that left me breathless.

Aidan closed the distance, his hand brushing my arm, sending a jolt through me. The pull between us was undeniable.

“You don’t have to go,” he said quietly, his voice almost a whisper. “I’ll be honest with you, I was hoping we could talk. Would really love to get to know you.”

I swallowed; my throat dry as I tried to find my voice. “I have to go back to work,” I said, the words sounding far shakier than I intended.

Aidan didn’t let go of my arm immediately. Instead, his thumb brushed gently across my skin, and the action sent a shiver down my spine.

“I understand” he said, his voice softer.

I could see the flash of disappointment in his eyes, as his hand dropped away from my arm and then I left.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Aidan. His touch. His words. And then there was Finn. The kiss we shared. I couldn’t get both men out of my head. I couldn’t focus properly on my patients, no matter how hard I tried.

When my shift finally ended, I felt relief, but it was short-lived. I was still tangled in the thoughts of those two men.

I stepped out into the cool evening air, ready to head home, but then I froze. A sleek black Chevrolet Suburban SUV was parked right in front of me. Aidan was leaning against it, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Amelia," he said, his voice smooth, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Let me give you a ride home."

I hesitated. My heart fluttered in my chest, my initial instinct telling me to decline.

“Uh... thanks for the offer but I can find my way home.”

“I insist,” he said, his voice low, almost coaxing. “I know you’ve had a long shift. Let me make it easier for you. Please.”

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