Abigail's POV

　　We walked through the town for the rest of the afternoon; Jason, true to his word, had taken us to the best pet shop in town. While Lizzy and I looked for the perfect tank, I found myself glancing back at Jason, who was on the phone, clearly to someone important. My stomach dropped at the thought of him having to leave. Today had been such a fun day, and I had enjoyed getting to know him and his wolf, even if it was a little more intimately than I had planned.

　　Although I watched Lizzy carefully, I could not pull my eyes away from Jason; his eyes caught mine, our green jewels locked on each other's, neither of us breaking contact; I smiled, knowing that the dark glimmer behind his eyes meant Archer was watching me too. Knowing that a wolf was watching me like a predator stalking its prey should leave me feeling uneasy, but it didn't; I don't recall ever feeling as safe as I did right now. Instinctively I knew this man and his wolf would protect me with their lives; I just had to work out how I felt about that.

　　I watched him finish his call; the way he commanded whoever was on the other end of the phone impressed me; the authority in his voice left no room for negation. Was it ok to admit I liked that? I assumed at the town meeting he was an alpha or had alpha blood in him, but hearing him use that commanding tone first-hand with those images that played in his head earlier had me seeing him in a different light altogether.

　　Feeling flustered by the captive thoughts of Jason and his strong jaw, hypnotic eyes and dirty mind, I swallowed the lump in my throat. Unable to break the spell he had on me, my eyes remained transfixed on him, drinking him in as he hung up, shoving his phone in his pocket before coming to my side. Even the way he walked was sexy, all self-confidence and power. Given the mischievous smirk that toyed at the edges of his lip seeing me staring at him, he was used to girls looking at him this way. Without a doubt, he knew the effect he had on the opposite sex and relished in it!

　　Him being this close to me made me shift uneasily; I was not exactly a forward person, but something about being close to him brought out a sexual side in me that I was not used to. Hungrily wanting to know what else he had imagined in that dirty mind of his. His scent seemed to do something to my insides. Every nerve ending in my body tingled, desperately craving his touch and more. Looking up at his lips, I bit down on the inside of mine to stop myself from saying something completely inappropriate.

　　I could feel the heat rising in me, but for the first time since we had been together, it did not rush to my face and burn my cheeks. Instead, I was having to clench my thighs to stop the throbbing between them, knowing full well my arousal had already seeped onto my thong. Just as I closed my eyes, grateful he could not hear my inner dialogue, I felt his fingers lift my chin, forcing me to look at him.

　　"Open your eyes!" His tone was the same as that he had just used on the phone: authoritative and imposing. I wanted to rebel, but my body betrayed me and did as he bid instinctively; our eyes met, and I could see the satisfaction on his face; his wolf wasn't kidding; he genuinely was enjoying trying to tame me.

　　"From what I can smell, perhaps that won't be the only time you're on your knees in front of me after all." His husky voice had me groaning softly; shaking my head from his grip and eyeing him angrily, I pulled away, walking up to where Lizzy was looking at the petting zoo. I knew I was angry at myself for being weak, not him, but still, I needed to put some space between us and the dark place my thoughts went whenever he was close. It seemed he wanted the opposite; he was behind me quickly, and I could sense it. Watching Lizzy, I ignored him, which seemed to encourage him further—freezing, feeling him sweep a loose hair away from my ear before whispering against my skin.

　　"Your arousal is the most addictive thing I have ever smelt. I bet… it tastes even better." He growled seductively. I could feel the heat of his breath along my bare neck, sending shivers down my spine.

　　"Can I have the red one?" Lizzy's excited face popped up before me, showing me a red fish tank she wanted. I went to answer her, but Jason cut me off.

　　"I like it, pumpkin; it's red like Ab's cheeks." Jason cooed, running his hand up my back, knowing full well it was still sensitive from the shivers that had just gone down it.

　　"Her cheeks go red a lot! Maybe she needs a nap," Lizzy offered with a curious glance between us.

　　"Maybe I should take Abbi home and put her in bed." His grin spread from ear to ear; I knew he was seriously enjoying himself at my expense. For a moment, I wondered if this was a game to him and his wolf. Determined to collect my composure, I stepped away from the pair of them and headed towards the till.

　　"Shall we go pay Lizzy?" My tone was distinctly flustered, but she didn't seem to notice as she took my hand, abruptly stopping and pulling on my hand.

　　"Wait, Jason, are you going to come?" Lizzy's tiny voice seemed upset at the idea of leaving him, which had me feeling guilty. Turning around, I nodded for him to follow us to the till. But if he carried on though, I would be making him pay for Lizzy's shopping spree!

　　"Would you like me to come, Lizzy?" His triumphant smile as Lizzy nodded energetically; these two were going to be the death of me!

　　Turning my attention to the sales assistant, I felt Jason standing close to me, too close. I could feel his heart beating strongly; without warning, his voice huskily growled in my ear.

　　"I think you would like to see me cum, beautiful!"

　　All earlier guilt vanished instantly!