Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

a backward glance. “What do you think you’re doing?”
    He didn’t bother to turn around as he flipped on a light in the foyer. “We’re talking. Now.”
    For the first time since she’d seen him that night, she was beginning to second-guess her decision to bait him earlier. She should have just kept her mouth shut. Sighing, she stepped inside and shut the door behind her. But she didn’t bother locking it. Jayce wouldn’t be staying long.
    Leaning against the closed door, she crossed her arms over her chest as he turned to face her. Under the small decorative chandelier in the entryway, his gray eyes almost seemed to glitter. She refused to look away but she was thankful for the door holding her up. “What do you want to talk about?”
    He took a menacing step toward her. “You and your bullshit.” Before she could lay into him, he continued. “You might not care about yourself, but every time you go out in public without telling anyone where you are, you put the entire pack in danger. You might be an adult but you have the skills of a cub. Until you learn to control your urges or your ability to shift, you need to use your fucking head.” All his words were gravelly and filled with anger.
    “I didn’t ask for this life,” she snapped.
    “No. You didn’t. But at least you’re alive and it’s time to stop feeling sorry for yourself.” He covered the distance between them, and before she realized what he intended, he caged her against the door using his body and braced his hands on either side of her head.
    Asshole.
“I don’t feel sorry for myself.” Maybe she did but she wasn’t going to admit it to him.
    His snort told her he didn’t believe a word she said, but he didn’t contradict her. “If you have a need to find sexual release, you won’t search it out with any other male but
me
.” The words rumbled up from his chest in a low growl that sounded more wolf than human.
    The statement took her so off guard she dropped herarms from their protective embrace around herself. “
Excuse
me?”
    He leaned in closer until his entire body was a mere inch from hers and his mouth was next to her ear. His hot breath sent a tingle racing through her, searching out every nerve ending until her entire body practically trembled with the need to feel that mouth all over her. “If you go to another male, I will kill him. That human tonight is lucky he’s alive.”
    “You wouldn’t do that,” she whispered, even though she knew the truth. Could hear it in his darkly murmured words. She’d known he still physically wanted her, but this…was unexpected. And a little insane. Why should he feel all possessive when he was the one who’d decided she wasn’t good enough for him by lying to her about the bonding process? It had to be his animal side asserting dominance. That was all. Like a dog peeing on a freaking fire hydrant, he was just acting territorial because he could.
    “Do you really want to find out if your
puppy
will bite?” Another low murmur against her skin.
    He wasn’t quite touching her, but she could feel the heat rolling off him and onto her nonetheless. She didn’t answer, partially because she didn’t trust her voice, but mainly because she knew the question was rhetorical. Jayce was a deadly warrior, not a freaking puppy dog as she’d said earlier. She knew he was reminding her of that.
    As she stared at the spot where the curve of his neck met his shoulder, she fought the sensation that shimmied through her. The thought of going to bed with Jayce was tempting. Even thinking about it made her feel light-headed.
    He’d said she could find sexual release with him, but that was all it would be to him. Even if he did care about her, he’d never give her what she wanted. Not that it mattered anymore. She was so messed up and broken, she had no hope of having anything normal in her life again. And she refused to go to him for any sort of sexual pleasure. Especially since it wouldn’t be about control. With him, she’d lose it, not gain it. She could find control of her life in other places. Like revenge.
    The word rang loudly in her head.
Revenge.
After what that APL bastard had done to her, she was going to makeevery single one of those radicals pay. And she didn’t need Jayce interfering with those plans.
    Ducking out from under his arms, she put a few feet of distance between them in the blink of an eye. Without his spicy, earthy scent overpowering her, she could