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Shit. He knew it the moment he’d seen her jump out of the brush in ill-fitting cargo pants and a light-colored sweater. Her eyes had flashed gold in the darkness as she defiantly yelled at him, ignoring the fact that her own Pack was hunting her at that very moment. Beautiful, that had been his first impression. Brave, his next. Mine. That last bit was from his Wolf, and Conall knew then he was well and truly fucked. Not yet, his sly Wolf growled, but soon. Shit. His cock was already at half-mast just thinking of the woman. And why should it be?
She’d been a mess when he saw her. Dirt on her too-baggy pants, wild dark locks haphazardly thrown into a leather thong and windblown at that, and she had the thinnest scar bisecting her right eyebrow which made her look more pirate than princess at that moment. Fucking hell, she was nothing like the type of woman he usually picked up. And yet, there was just something about her. Something elusive and breathtaking. Something that had him by the balls already. Mine, his Wolf pushed the single word at him once again. Damn it. He didn’t want a mate. Or at least, hadn’t wanted one until he laid eyes on her. She was unlike anything he’d ever seen. Like a racehorse in the cage before the first shot was fired. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled sharply and he knew she recognized him, even if she did not know exactly what it meant. He balked, refusing to make a move until she did. The ivory skinned beauty looked ready to bolt. As if she’d been in a prison and was only now contemplating breaking free. Damn it, he intended to be there when she did. The very idea of it had him salivating. If she was beautiful now, he could only imagine what she’d be when she shook off the veil of fear and exhaustion her journey had shrouded her in. the
She’d been a mess when he saw her. Dirt on her too-baggy pants, wild dark locks haphazardly thrown into a leather thong and windblown at that, and she had the thinnest scar bisecting her right eyebrow which made her look more pirate than princess at that moment. Fucking hell, she was nothing like the type of woman he usually picked up. And yet, there was just something about her. Something elusive and breathtaking. Something that had him by the balls already. Mine, his Wolf pushed the single word at him once again. Damn it. He didn’t want a mate. Or at least, hadn’t wanted one until he laid eyes on her. She was unlike anything he’d ever seen. Like a racehorse in the cage before the first shot was fired. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled sharply and he knew she recognized him, even if she did not know exactly what it meant. He balked, refusing to make a move until she did. The ivory skinned beauty looked ready to bolt. As if she’d been in a prison and was only now contemplating breaking free. Damn it, he intended to be there when she did. The very idea of it had him salivating. If she was beautiful now, he could only imagine what she’d be when she shook off the veil of fear and exhaustion her journey had shrouded her in. the