Page 6 of Forbidden Pregnant Mate

“Be prepared,” he said. “If you’re looking to die of boredom, this might be the wrong place to stay.”

I laughed. “I’ll keep it in mind.”

“So what were you doing over there?” he asked as we walked into the living room. He flopped on the couch.

“Nothing, really,” I said. “I was working at a bakery while I was there.”

“Oh, god. A woman who knows how to bake.” He put a hand to his heart. “That’s enough to make any guy swoon.”

I couldn’t help it. I smiled.

“It really is good to see you, Jenn,” he said. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you, too,” I said. I hadn’t realized it was true until now.

For a moment, I was reminded of how it had been when we were kids. There had been some annoying times, sure, but there had also been times when we’d really gotten along, when the attraction between us had been practically palpable. Even now, I couldn’t ignore the fact that inside me, my wolf was restless, happy to see Klyte, wanting to rub against him to get closer to that scent. Wanting to run with his wolf through the woods.

But I kept myself back. I couldn’t forget how he’d just started ignoring me out of the blue.

“Why’d you leave Ember?” Klyte asked.

I stiffened. “None of your business,” I snapped before I could think better of it.

Klyte’s eyebrows shot upward. “So mysterious,” he remarked. “Since when are you so enigmatic?”

“I’m not enigmatic,” I said. “There are just some things I don’t want to talk about.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s the exact definition of enigmatic,” he said, laughing. “Or at least close enough to it that it counts.”

“I’m allowed to keep things private,” I said.

He shrugged. “And I’m allowed to ask questions.”

“Not about that.”

His grin widened, and I saw that telltale spark in his eyes. “But I’m allowed to ask questions about why I can’t ask questions about it.”

I growled. This was the other part of Klyte, the more annoying, prodding part that had to know everything and enjoyed getting a rise out of me. The problem was, he was really good at getting a rise out of me.

“And I’m allowed to ignore you,” I said.

“Aw, but where’s the fun in that?”

“You really like pushing my buttons, don’t you?”

He shrugged, but that all-too-familiar glint in his eyes told me everything I needed to know.

But then, he shifted forward in his seat, holding up his hands in surrender. “All right,” he said. “I get it. Let’s talk about something else.”

I studied him suspiciously. “You dropped that rather quickly,” I said.

“Oh, I never said I was dropping it. I just need to find a different angle.” He winked at me.

“Good luck with that.”

Klyte chuckled, his arrogant and infuriatingly attractive smirk spreading from ear to ear. “Challenge accepted,” he said.

Chapter 3 - Klyte

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