than he did, but sometimes it was a case of “better the devil yo

a comfy position on the seat, crossing her legs yoga-like, a

ce mean you haven

at’s probably because it’

e. “You must be looking forward to so

r frowning. “Are power-hungry fe

sn’t it what every fe

wled over with excitement

e liked her sarcastic streak.

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otional wounds. Others drew the aches and pains into themselves, acting more as a sedative and helping a speedy r

ays sit in o

ing on your countertop. That’s where

ith what he knew was a wicked, suggestive gri

submissive females, he liked his females feisty who’s strength matched his own, and he loved seeing them submit to him. He didn’t wish to see women bound, kneeling and calling him sir – though the thought of Italia like that went straight to his cock – no,

ive, weak, soft-spoken or quiet. They were just never as physically strong as a dominant one, and never challenged

sive, but she was also an Alpha female and had no issue challenging him. He couldn

les like Rayden and his charming ways, but Italia seemed like the kind to snort at flowery words and certainly didn’t want som

n the females skin – a claiming. So he had walked away. No shifter with common sense would try and get between mates. But Cooper had explained that the whole thing had bugged him, the female didn’t see

maybe if Italia really was submissive, it would be nothing to her. But he had known Italia Furrows for five minu

of imprinting. But the process couldn’t be sparked unless there were strong feelings involved and a lot of physical contact. When two wolves imprinted, their scents mixed

to respond, Cassian reached across the table and tugged her T-shirt

wling. “What the hell do

ou cover it u

idn’t

male’s mark with pride; you’re c

turn in conversation,

nacingly before demandin

now what your problem is but no matter what is going on between you and Rayde

swer.” He said in a gentler voice.

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t as a yes. “Does

off. “My father is a proud man with a daughter who doesn’t shift. An alliance with

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rough his short, walnut-brown hair to find out if it was as silky as it looked. The primal hunger crushing her had her insides churning, and there was some throbbing going on in some very

d he cocked his head. “What