“Back off, Keith,” I snap.
He stalks towards me and I have to lift my head to hold his stare. “No. Not until you admit it.”
“Admit what?!” I huff, frustrated.
He knows. Goddess, he knows.
He snorts close to the small fraction of space between our bodies. My pulse skyrockets as he inhales. His eyes flash wolf and for a moment I’m captured in their snare.
His voice is gravel when he speaks. “My wolf is crawling out of my skin to get to you. And from the looks of it your wolf recognizes mine as well. They know. You know. There is no pretending your way out of this.”
“I’m not pretending anything,” I say quickly, too quickly. “You’re overthinking this.”
Keith runs a tender of my hair between his fingers. “Am I?”
I turn, forcing a light laugh. “Yes. You’ve been here five minutes and yo
