I blinked when Rayhan called me, a curious look in his eyes. I narrowed my eyes at him as I picked up the tray and placed it on my lap.
 
 “Don’t look at me like that. Have you never heard that curiosity kills the cat?”
 
 “I’m not the cat here,” he countered with a smirk, reaching forward and opening my can for me with one hand before opening his own and sitting back.
 
 I focused on my food, not wanting to spend more time than necessary with him. I didn’t even know why I trusted him and ate whatever they offered, but deep down, I knew he wouldn’t poison me. I mean, if he was one of us, he could have perhaps fed me a love potion, so I at least would be suspicious. It made no sense... but still, why did I trust him?
 
 Because you know he doesn’t wish you ill.
 
 I pushed that thought away. No, I couldn’t expect anything, not from a werewolf. I ate silently, and, despite the only sound in the room being the crackling of the fire in the hearth, it wasn’t tense.
 
 “Do you want to go to work when you’re better?” he asked suddenly. I looked at him as I ate the divine food.Is there a religion where you worshipped food? Because I think I’d like to convert to that… food is amazing…“Kitten?”
 
 Oh, I forgot he was talking to me. Whoops.
 
 “And why should I tell you?”
 
 “Because I want to make sure you are safe wherever you go.” My stomach fluttered at that; I narrowed my eyes.
 
 “And what will you do? Follow me around? Aren’t alphas meant to be these egotistical, cocky beasts who like control, are rough and super possessive?” I asked. I couldn’t forget the fact that I had seen him angry. Not to mention it was over something very small… but right then, he was putting on this front that sometimes looked so genuine it threw me off.
 
 “There’s actually a lot more to us than that... but when it comes to our mates, it’s safe to say we would worship the ground they walk on.” I smirked, a thought coming to me. I needed him to hate me, to get angry at me, and to realise this deal was not worth it.
 
 “Oh, really?” I asked, picking up a lamb chop, not caring that I was getting my fingers dirty.
 
 He looked at me as I tapped the floor with my bare foot. Raising an eyebrow, a smirk crossed his lips. He knew I was pushing him, and I intended to until he broke that fake act of his.
 
 He put his can down and went down on his knees on the floor in front of me, and I frowned. What was he doing? I wasn’t expecting him to-
 
 He cupped the back of my ankle and raised my foot to his lips. My heart hammered when his plump, soft lips kissed the bottom of my heel, sending a surge of pleasure through me. His touch set off sizzling tinglesthroughout me. Oh god…
 
 My heart was pounding, but he didn’t move back as he placed soft, feathery kisses along my foot. Sometimes his tongue would flick out sensually. Each kiss sent a burning rush of heat through me, settling straight in my core. My pussy clenched, and my cheeks burned. I was so stunned that I didn’t even realise I had dropped the lamb chop onto my plate.
 
 His gorgeous grey eyes looked into mine, his gaze dipping to my lips, then over my breasts before they trailed over my legs. The moment he kissed my toe, I felt ticklish, and it brought me straight back to reality with a sudden icy realisation of what we were doing.
 
 I yanked my foot away, almost spilling my tray. I hadn’t expected him to do that… I clenched my thighs together, trying to still my crazy nerves.
 
 “I said we would worship the ground our mates walk on, but I’d rather worship you,” he murmured, leaning over. He brushed my hair behind my ear as he moved closer, his warm breath fanning my face as he placed his hands on the sofa on either side of me. “You’re beautiful, Delsanra. I’ve never seen anyone more ravishing in my life, and the best part is... you were made for me. You’re mine to claim, and I won’t rest until I make you mine.”
 
 I couldn’t respond, not daring to make eye contact or say anything, wanting him to move away. The contact was making my body react weirdly; the urge to yield was consuming me. His nose brushed my neck, and a small whimper left my lips. My head felt light, and I suddenly felt as if I was drugged. Did he add something to the food? All I could think of was his seductive scent, the way his touch felt…
 
 “Oh, and one more thing…” His voice was husky, and the heat between my legs was growing. My body wanted to lean into him, but instead, I gripped the tray, trying to stay in one spot. I gasped when his hand cupped my knee, only making that ache throb harder. “You smell divine.”
 
 His words made me blink, and I brushed him away a little with my shoulder, putting some distance between us as I moved my knee away from his touch and quickly picked up my can to take a big gulp, hoping he would back away.
 
 I looked at him, realising his eyes were a dazzling green. His aura swirled around him and my stomach twisted in fear suddenly. What happened? Why the hell was he…?
 
 My heart thumped louder as I saw the flash of his canines and his clenched fists. Why was he shifting?
 
 Something in my eyes made him hesitate, and he got up swiftly, turning away.
 
 “I am an alpha, Kitten. Yes, I’m possessive with an animalistic side, but the only time I’ll show that side of me is when you want me to. When you trust me and when you beg me, because that time will sure as hell come.” His voice was deeper as he glanced back at me with those deep green eyes before he turned and left.
 
 His words rang in my head, and I couldn’t fight the effect they had left on me. I wasn’t stupid enough to deny that I had gotten turned on. What confused me was that my body had a mind of its own around him, and that scared me, too.
 
 I was too damaged to let myself yield to... whatever it was. The thought of his dark side frightened me, and I was too far gone to feel anything else. Why was I even considering it? I looked down at the plate of food, no longer hungry…
 
 Rayhan... when will you realise that we can never be?