He leaned his forehead against hers. “Tell me you want this.
James’ fingers brushed her cheek. “You can run, or you can see this through to the end. Whatever that end might be.
She was a woman without a family. A woman without a pack. A woman alone.
If you wanted pomp and circumstance, you dealt with the vampires. If you wanted ceremony, the witches it was. But for plain old straight forward business, you dealt with the werewolves.
Is the werewolf community so afraid of one little half human?
I can’t sleep without you by my side.
