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fucking wrong with me.  My heart beats wildly and adrenaline shoots through me.  I shouldn’t be cuddled up to him as if he’s the oxygen I breathe.
    My heat . 
    That’s what’s fucking wrong with me.  I begged him, literally begged him to fuck me.  The shame and guilt wash over me making my heart sink and I have to close my eyes.
    “Calm down sweetheart.”  He runs his fingers through my hair and pulls me back into his chest.  I resist slightly, but truthfully I want to lay against him.  My body’s pulled to him and I can’t help it.  I don’t fucking like the loss of control.  It’s as though my body and my mind are two separate entities.  He starts stroking my back and I feel myself relax into him.  I know I should leave it be and give in.  I don’t have a choice anyway.  But that’s just not how I was made.  He commanded me, fucked me, and now he’s petting me like a prized poodle.  I’m not going to sit back and be a good, little pack-bitch. 
    “Why did you take us?”  The words come out dead on my tongue.  I already know, but I need to hear him say it.  Maybe then I can hate him.  I can stop feeling this emotional and physical pull to him.  His hand pauses along my back and he goes rigid for a split second. 
    “I wish you would just trust your instincts.”  He sighs heavily.  I shift in his lap so I’m facing him and stare up at his gorgeous face.  His silver eyes look dimmed, almost sad.  They soften my resolve to be bitter.  He rests his hands on my hips “I wish you would just trust me Ariana.  I know you want to.” 
    I have to look away from his eyes.  He’s right.  I do have the desire to trust him, to let him hold me, to give myself to him.  But it’s not really me.  “Because of my heat.”  I frown and offer the words as a simple explanation.  Once the heat is gone, I’m sure I won’t feel this way about him anymore.  It’s only temporary. 
    Devin’s jaw clenches and his fingertips dig into the soft flesh of my hips.  The possessive hold makes my body jerk and still.  My heart races in fear, my instincts kicking in.  Once he registers my reaction he loosens his grip and starts caressing my hips, but I remain rigid as my heart beats rapidly in my chest, trying to climb up my throat.  I want to trust him, but I sure as fuck don’t. 
    A moment of awkward silence passes and I fight the need to lay against him. 
    “How long did I sleep?”  I peek up at him through my lashes and find him staring hard at me.  As though he’s studying me.
    “A few hours.”  Shock widens my eyes and jump back a bit, as far as I can with his hands still gripping my hips, keeping me seated in his lap.
    “Lizie!”  Fuck!  I can’t believe I left her for that long.  My eyes must display my desperation.
    “She’s alright.”  I shift uncomfortably in my capture’s grasp.  Would he tell me if she wasn’t? 
    “I’d let you know if she wasn’t well.  She seems to like her space and we’re giving it to her.” 
    I nod my head, but eye him questioningly.  Jude said they can hear each other’s thoughts and now I’m wondering if he can hear mine.  I purse my lips and narrow my eyes.  What should I think about?  Internally I start a dialogue, “Did you like my pussy as much as I enjoyed your dick?”  He scrunches his brows and looks back at me, but doesn’t answer.  I cock my brow and think, “I want you to bend me over that desk and pound into me until my body is limp and my pussy is so sore it’ll hurt for days.”  Surely that should get something out of him.
    “What’s wrong?  What did I do?”  He seems a bit worried so I school my expression back to neutral, but I can’t help but to ask.
    “Can you read my mind?”  He grins, revealing his perfect, yet deadly, white teeth while he chuckles.  I find myself staring at his sharp fangs.
    “No, I can’t read your mind.  The wolves can communicate if we concentrate.”  He runs