“Bethany,” his wolf rumbled as he pulled his head back only to thump his forehead back against the door.
He heard her sigh as she stepped under the spray of the shower. That sigh interrupted the concentration it had been taking him to hold onto control of the beast. Before he could register what he was doing, Drake twisted the doorknob and broke it as if it were nothing more than a toy. He pushed the door open with such force that it smacked against the wall and rebounded off. Drake didn’t even notice it hit his shoulder as he turned and stared at the shower curtain. He couldn’t see anything but her shadow, but it was the loveliest shadow he’d ever seen.
“Mine,” he breathed out as he took a step forward.
“Drake?” Bethany called out. She pulled the shower curtain aside just enough to pok
