Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

me?”
    She smiled seductively and nodded. “I’m wearing a matching thong too.”
    His cock jerked at the mental image. So far she’d worn utilitarian stuff. Not that he cared. He didn’t understand why she bothered with any undergarments anyway. But this…was damn sexy.
    As they reached the bed, he covered one of her breasts with his hand as he kissed her. He wanted to see what she had on underneath her jeans, but he wanted inside her more.
    Her fingers tunneled through his hair, pulling him close. They fell onto the bed, shoes and all. Liam started to push the lace cup down when the familiar sound of her ringtone filled the air. She stiffened. He lifted his head back and stared down at her. Her breathing was erratic and her heart pounded out of control, but hecould see the indecision in her eyes. She wanted to finish what they’d started, but she also wanted to answer her phone.
    Groaning, he pushed off her and found her purse on the ground.
    “I’m really sorry—”
    He shook his head. “You don’t need to apologize.”
    A few seconds after she answered, her face had turned ghostly pale. She asked short questions and grunted responses until finally she hung up the phone.
    “Is everything okay?” He wanted to reach out for her, but it was like she’d erected an invisible wall between them. Shutting him out. It drove him crazy.
    She shook her head and blindly stared at him. Her normally bright eyes were dull. “My brother’s been shot. He’s in the hospital….” She slid off the bed and tugged her sweater on. “I have to go.”
    Shit.
“I’ll drive you.”
    “No. I need to do this by myself.”
    “December—”
    “This isn’t a personal affront. I don’t have any details and you’re the last person he’ll want to see.”
    Ouch. He understood but it still hurt. “Fine, I get it, but you’re not driving alone. You’ve had too much to drink and there are still people out there who want to hurt you.” When she started to argue again, he held up a hand. He considered telling her Connor would take her, but knew that would earn him another argument. “Ana will drive you.”
    For a moment it appeared as if she might argue, but she nodded. “Okay.”
    Liam mentally projected to his brother what was going on and that he needed help taking December to the hospital. He was going to head over there after her,though he wouldn’t tell her that. She’d only protest and he didn’t want her wasting the energy.
    She was silent as they left the house and trekked across the ranch toward the main house. Connor and Ana stood on the porch. His dark-haired sister-in-law had dealt with so much death recently, he knew she’d understand more than most what December was going through. Not that December’s brother had died or would die, but Ana was strong and for that he was grateful.
    Liam had his arm slung over December’s shoulders as they approached. Before she joined Ana, he pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head. Every instinct inside him wanted to take over the situation and just drive her there, but he couldn’t put that divide between them. If he tried to steamroller her, he’d just push her further away.
    She swallowed hard and looked up at him. “I’ll call you, okay?”
    Clenching his jaw, he nodded. Seeing tears shine in her eyes was too much. He could handle a lot of shit, but seeing her like this and knowing he couldn’t do a damn thing was torture.
    Immediately Ana linked her arm through December’s. It was out of character for her to be so open with a human, and Liam was grateful she was being so kind to December. “Come on. We’ll take my truck.”
    “Thanks for going with me,” December murmured, and let Ana guide her.
    Once they were out of earshot, Connor looked at him questioningly. “You want to drive?”
    It was rare for his older brother to let him drive, but Liam knew what he was doing. Trying to give him some sort of control in a situation where he had absolutely none. He shook his head. “No, I’ll probably crash.”
    “All right. We wait sixty seconds, then follow.” It was a statement, not a question.
    Even though the thought of letting December out of his sight for even seconds tore through him like shards of glass, he knew Ana would telepathically communicate with Connor if anything was wrong. Not to mention Ana was pretty tough herself.
    Sighing, he fell in line with Connor and headed to his parked Bronco. He hoped December’s brother was