Chapter 123


    Oh my god. Does he know?


    He stares at me with a predatory gleam.


    “I’m not agreeing to a divorce, Leah.”


    “We aren’t actually married, remember? You exchanged vows with Jessica.”


    “Those were words spoken between kids.”


    “So your words have no meaning then? You don’t stand by


    them.”


    He growls. His hands p down on the conference table, boxing me in. But I won’t cower from this man


    or be intimidated. Not


    anymore.


    I tilt my chin up.


    “Don’t be so naive,” he says. “People have rtionships. They fall in love and break up.”


    “Precisely.”


    He leans in menacingly. “I’m not talking about us. I had a past before I met you, princess.”


    “Huh. That’s nice for you. There’s only ever been you. So I can’t say the same.”


    “Is that what this is about? You want another man? You think


    that pretty boy Adam can make you scream the way I can?”


    Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    Adam? I’m not attracted to him that way. “How would I know about s*x with someone else? I haven’t


    tried that yet.”


    “Is that what this is about? You want to f**k someone else?


    I didn’t say that.


    He snarls and his eyes sh gold. If I were to take another man to my bed, I suspect I’d be signing his


    death warrant.


    “Tobin is a savage, so I hope you’re not thinking about setting your sights on him.”


    “What the he ll are you talking about?”


    “Or maybe it’s my Beta, James, that you think would be better. He’s always sticking up for you-”


    “What!? Aaron. I’m not interested in someone else.”


    That seems to take the fight right out of him. He stops arguing and his dark eyes search mine like he


    has to make sure I’m telling him the truth. My traitorous body likes this possessive side of him. My


    nipples tighten at this disy of jealousy.


    He’s a huge, powerful, handsome Alpha that could have any


    female he wanted.


    For some reason, he still wants me.


    “You’re getting this all wrong.” I try to find the words to make


    him understand. “I need to be happy for me, Aaron. And I don’t need a man for that.”


    “I’m not just some man. I’m your ma-


    He cuts off abruptly.


    Did he mean mate?


    I’m human.


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    He can’t mate me. The bond isn’t one that exists in a human sense because it is the wolves that bond


    and recognize each other. There is a duality to the rtionship.


    I touch his face. His skin is smooth and warm to the touch. “I


    don’t have a wolf. It can never be.”


    Abruptly, I start coughing. I cover my mo uth as I cough and


    wheeze.


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    Aaron goes to the small refrigerator tucked behind the wet bar. He grabs a bottle of water. Before he


    turns back he sniffs the air and murmurs, “That’s odd. I smell blood.”


    I look at my hand and see red.


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