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What’s yours is mine, baby, he said. Everyone here has to earn his or her things.

He rolled onto his back, taking her with him, watching the series of emotions that played across her face—emotions he could also feel through their bond. She was content, sated, and satisfied . . . and a little annoyed. What is it?We’re so fucking stupid.

He chuckled, knowing what she meant. We didn’t have a hope in hell of sensing the truth any sooner.He was right, Ally knew. They had both been too messed up by other things to sense it. The mating bond was . . . comforting. The brief pain had been quickly smoothed away by the tranquility and peace that had both calmed and gratified Ally and her wolf. And Derren . . . it felt like he was part of her, like he both filled and surrounded her.Best of all, she could sense something she’d worried over for some time. You care about me.

Of course I care about you. Derren circled her claiming mark with his finger, loving to look at it and know she was irrevocably his. I already made that clear weeks ago when I told you I was keeping you.She frowned, sitting up to straddle him; his hands curved around her hips. No, you didn’t.

No, you said I was your obsession. That’s not ‘caring.’

I also said you were mine. I don’t claim things or people, Ally. I’m protective of what’s important to me. But I’m not a possessive person. He traced her hip bones with his thumbs. But if you really need me to say the words, fine, I care about you. He knew the smile that curved his mouth was smug. And you care for me. He could feel it.As if to solidify my point, Peter suddenly walked into the kitchen. His jeans and shirt were slim fit, revealing the slender lines of his gorgeous body. His blazing emerald eyes landed on mine, for just a second, then flitted away, as if he couldn’t stand to look at me.

Just being this close to him made my skin tremble and my blood pound heavily in my ears. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Jack flinch, but for once, I didn’t feel it. When Peter was around, he eclipsed everything else, including the feelings that I sometimes borrowed from Jack.What’s all this? Peter gestured to Mae’s attempts at cooking. She’d been too distracted with her food preparation to notice him walk in, but when he spoke, she shot him a nervous, startled look.

I’ll call you back, Mae muttered into the phone, then quickly hung up and dropped it in her pocket. Peter, you’re home!I am. Peter chewed the inside of his cheek, and he deliberately had to keep from looking at me. I wondered how he could even fight the urge. For me, it was so overpowering that I could barely breathe. Am I to assume this is a feast for my return?

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