Chapter 35: Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Thirty-Five

Definitely not Silas this time; and Silas says it better; more sexy less scary. Greyson tightens his grip on my throat. “I do not like that you smell like another man,” he growls, making my heart quicken. “Even if he’s your other mate.”

I stay limp as I try not to panic, pretending that I don’t have a delusional mate with his hand on my throat. “Now, you’re going to explain to me exactly where I need to bite you to make you forget about him.”

That’s not how it works if I remember that book correctly. Then again, the males usually do try to kill their competition. I might not want to mention that right now. I internally swear, remembering that I left my knives on the floor when I was having sex.

“Snap your fingers, and I’ll bite you as a punishment,” Greyson growls, feeling my arms slightly tense. “Now where do I bite you?”