“Is she?” Natalie grinned and dropped a kiss on top of the demon-cat’s head, then lifted a hand to grab hold of the table to pull herself to her feet.
Corwin bolted forward and caught her hand in his, slid an arm around her waist and lifted, talking all the while. “In case you were wondering, the cat was in bed with me this morning—”
Natalie gasped.
“Yes,” he murmured into her ear as he set her on her feet. “Insidemy bedroom with the door closed,inmy bed,onmy face.”
Natalie burst into giggles.
She pulled away, lifted the cat high and kissed her several times on the nose, cheeks and forehead. “Such abrilliantcat, yes, you are.”
Corwin snorted. “So there you have it. Somehow the cat broke into our pack den without a single wolf noticing. And now here you are, also inside the wolf den without anyone noticing. I literally just left this room. So how in the world did you get inside here without walking past me to do it?”
Natalie just grinned at him. “It’s a mystery, all right.”
“So.” Corwin dragged in a deep breath. “Want to go on a date?”
* * *
This dayjust kept getting stranger and stranger.
First, she had to track Moonbeam all the way to the wolf den.
She’d hoped to sneak in and out without anyone being the wiser, but instead, the wolf she wanted to run into the least was the one who caught her.
Then, in a shocking moment of chivalry, he actually helped her to her feet.
And what a moment that was!
She’d had no idea wolves were so strong or that her heart would hammer so hard from being so close to one!
Then, when she was still reeling from the rush of heat and desire she’d experienced from the touch of a wolf—and not just any wolf, but the one she’d made a point to antagonize as often as possible in retaliation for his uptight, obnoxious, arrogant ways—he asked her out on a date.
A date!
With a wolf!
The wolf who hated her, no less.
What was happening here?
Was he messing with her?
She glared at him.
He was!
He was messing with her.
Had to be.
There’s no way he was seriously asking her out on a date.
She narrowed her eyes.
“Not funny,” she growled, stamping past him.
“Wait!” The wolf whirled to follow her. “Is that a no?”