felt a little better. The lamp crashed into the wall near an arched opening.
Cole stuck his head inside the room. “Damn, your eyes are hunter orange. That means you’re pissed huh?” He popped a grape into his mouth.
“No shit! Of course, I’m pissed!”
She stepped forward, and her foot caught on a large red and gold rug. She stumbled to a huge overstuffed leather sofa. Gripping the back of it, she straightened. The voice of her beast told her to back down, to leave her Alpha alone, but she couldn’t. He’d really overdone it this time.
“Cole, if I were you, I’d back the hell out of this room and not come back. I’m going to kick his ass for this.”
She ground her teeth when Jasper threw his head back and laughed. “Jasper,” she growled. She stopped mid-step. She’d growled? Shit.
“Hmmm, sexy. I like your growl. Now come here and let me make sure you’re all right.” He smiled, his dimple shining.
“You kidnapped me. You made me pass out somehow, and you didn’t even let me have a chance to talk to my mom. Do you know how many questions I have? I can’t believe you’d do this to me.” She stepped closer.
“Believe it. I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe and protected. Even if it means using my powers as Alpha to put you into an unconscious state.”
She opened her mouth to argue with him. She wanted to badly. Yet what was there to argue about? She knew he spoke the complete and utter truth. He’d always been overly protective and overly male. Damn him.
“And it’s not kidnapping if I took you home. This is our home. You love Atlanta. You went to college here.” He rose from the couch. “Come here. Let me make sure you’re okay.” He held out a hand.
In a last ditch effort to show him she couldn’t be ordered around, she glared at him. “Screw you.” She grabbed a book from the large wooden end table, reared back, and slung it at his head. This time it made contact.
He stumbled a few feet backward. His eyes glazed over and then burned bright orange. “You will pay for that later. I am going to chain you to the bed and spank your pretty ass for it.” He growled, low and deep.
Sidda cocked her hip out, seething with anger. She picked up the basket full of decorative ceramic balls from the side table and chunked them all at him. “Where’s my mom, jackass? I have questions. And where’s the doc?”
“They’re here, and we will talk to them in a few minutes. First bring your gorgeous self here and let me see that you’re okay.” His tone changed from angry to pure pissed. “Sidda, so help me if you don’t get over here now, I will come and make you.”
If his smell hadn’t changed to sulfur, she might have denied him. More than likely if she hadn’t been just a bit afraid of his wolf she would have flipped him off and stormed away. But she couldn’t deny him. Not only did she fear him a little when he got like this, but he was everything to her. No matter how much that fact scared her.
Her footsteps echoed on the hardwood floors, breaking the silence in the room. She glanced to the doorway, Cole had left them alone.
Jasper’s hands reached out to her, wrapped around her waist, and tugged. “I can’t be sorry for bringing you here, but I am sorry you feel uncomfortable. I’d wanted to wait. To spend some time at the cabin.” His gaze swept the large living room. “I’m not sure about this place either, but it is the Blue Moon Pack’s home. The surviving pack members will hear of my arrival and come back.”
“And so will Velham. You’re making yourself an easy target.” She ran her hand down his bare chest.
“No, I’m making myself known. I can’t protect you the way I want from the cabin or your mom’s house. Here I can. I even had the blue sheets put on the bed just for you.” He cupped the back of her neck to skim her lips with his.
“Why?” Sidda pulled back away from him. No good reason for having blue sheets for her came to
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