sleeping in the chair, but instead he crawled in under the blankets beside her and held her close. Caleb wanted to protect her, keep her safe and make love to her. He needed to get her someplace out of harm’s way from his partners and then he could bite her. She’d be his mate. He just had to try to explain it to her first. However, he didn’t think it would go over entirely well. Especially when she learned about Kaiden. As sleep stole him away, his thoughts were on them as mates, running as werewolves in the woods.
* * * *
As his eyes fluttered open, he found a head resting on his chest and a warm body curled up half on top him. His arm was wrapped around her, holding her close. Nothing had ever felt so right in his life. Caleb’s hand rested on the naked flesh of her back. The heat radiating from hers on his inner thigh was more than a little arousing. She sighed softly in her sleep, and as he attempted to move, she stirred, caressing the hard bulge in the front of his pants. The feeling sent a shock wave of pleasure coursing over him.
He swallowed and tried not to push himself against the hand resting on his hard-on. Kitty stirred again and this time her sighing stopped. She became a little stiff as she raised her hand very slowly off his crotch. Her head moved and she looked up at him. Her face turned a bright red as she stared him in the eyes.
“You need to stop running away,” he said. His voice was very thick and husky.
Her embarrassment at touching him in her sleep didn’t seem to fade, and she looked so shy and innocent. He had to fight the feeling to take her into his arms and do more than just hold her as he had been.
“What happened? How did you find me again?” she asked.
Caleb slid out from under the blankets and grabbed her extra set of clothing from the bag on the floor. “Get dressed,” he said, tossing them at her.
“Please…if you let me go, I can help you.” She clutched the clothing, but made no move to put them on.
“Kitty, do what I tell you to. Now get dressed.” He looked at the clock. It was past lunch time.
“Please…I don’t want to die.” Tears welled up in her eyes as her small frame trembled.
“Look, you need to do what I say when I say and you’ll be okay,” he said, trying to get her to calm down.
“He’s not going to let me live. You know that. He’s going to kill me!” She sobbed as he sat and tenderly pulled her into his arms.
Caleb held her close, kissing her head. He wanted nothing more than to take her from there now and hide her away someplace safe. His brother, however, depended on him seeing this through. As Kitty calmed down he knew she’d run again because she still didn’t trust him.
“Come on. Get dressed.” He tugged the blankets off her feet before undoing her restraints.
“Will you at least tell me your name?” She sniffled.
“Caleb.” He watched her as she got dressed under the blankets.
Chapter Seven
She thought the name suited him nicely, and as she sat eating her supper, he drank a beer at the other end of the table, staring at his phone messages. When she’d awakened earlier, she’d had her hand on his privates. The large hard bulge told her he was more than a little attracted to her, and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why she felt so attracted to him as well.
“Caleb, can I ask you something?” she ventured. He raised an eyebrow and stared at her. His intense gray-eyed gaze held hers, and she felt her face turn red.
“Yeah, but I may not answer it.”
“How did you find me in the blizzard, and how did you get me out of the ice?” She still hadn’t figured that one out.
He stared at her and took another drink of his beer before he pushed his food away.
“Look, it’s not important is it? I found you and you’re still alive, right?” He asked almost as if it were a top-secret thing.
“Can I ask why you won’t just let me help you?” She tried again. If she could get him
* * * *
As his eyes fluttered open, he found a head resting on his chest and a warm body curled up half on top him. His arm was wrapped around her, holding her close. Nothing had ever felt so right in his life. Caleb’s hand rested on the naked flesh of her back. The heat radiating from hers on his inner thigh was more than a little arousing. She sighed softly in her sleep, and as he attempted to move, she stirred, caressing the hard bulge in the front of his pants. The feeling sent a shock wave of pleasure coursing over him.
He swallowed and tried not to push himself against the hand resting on his hard-on. Kitty stirred again and this time her sighing stopped. She became a little stiff as she raised her hand very slowly off his crotch. Her head moved and she looked up at him. Her face turned a bright red as she stared him in the eyes.
“You need to stop running away,” he said. His voice was very thick and husky.
Her embarrassment at touching him in her sleep didn’t seem to fade, and she looked so shy and innocent. He had to fight the feeling to take her into his arms and do more than just hold her as he had been.
“What happened? How did you find me again?” she asked.
Caleb slid out from under the blankets and grabbed her extra set of clothing from the bag on the floor. “Get dressed,” he said, tossing them at her.
“Please…if you let me go, I can help you.” She clutched the clothing, but made no move to put them on.
“Kitty, do what I tell you to. Now get dressed.” He looked at the clock. It was past lunch time.
“Please…I don’t want to die.” Tears welled up in her eyes as her small frame trembled.
“Look, you need to do what I say when I say and you’ll be okay,” he said, trying to get her to calm down.
“He’s not going to let me live. You know that. He’s going to kill me!” She sobbed as he sat and tenderly pulled her into his arms.
Caleb held her close, kissing her head. He wanted nothing more than to take her from there now and hide her away someplace safe. His brother, however, depended on him seeing this through. As Kitty calmed down he knew she’d run again because she still didn’t trust him.
“Come on. Get dressed.” He tugged the blankets off her feet before undoing her restraints.
“Will you at least tell me your name?” She sniffled.
“Caleb.” He watched her as she got dressed under the blankets.
Chapter Seven
She thought the name suited him nicely, and as she sat eating her supper, he drank a beer at the other end of the table, staring at his phone messages. When she’d awakened earlier, she’d had her hand on his privates. The large hard bulge told her he was more than a little attracted to her, and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why she felt so attracted to him as well.
“Caleb, can I ask you something?” she ventured. He raised an eyebrow and stared at her. His intense gray-eyed gaze held hers, and she felt her face turn red.
“Yeah, but I may not answer it.”
“How did you find me in the blizzard, and how did you get me out of the ice?” She still hadn’t figured that one out.
He stared at her and took another drink of his beer before he pushed his food away.
“Look, it’s not important is it? I found you and you’re still alive, right?” He asked almost as if it were a top-secret thing.
“Can I ask why you won’t just let me help you?” She tried again. If she could get him
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