Chapter 67

What the hell?

Chris stared at the closed door, his jaw dropping as disbelief froze him. What was buddy's problem? Did he somehow sense Chris's interest in his wife? An interest Chris now felt sure was mistaken. He'd specifically requested, in his mind at least, to have a mate all to himself. Surely Fate heard him? Given his adamant stance on the whole subject of m俷ages ? not for me! ? it stood to reason, the female ? hot and delectable as she smelled ? didn't belong to him. Nope. She was taken. Off the menu. Not his concern.

If he knew that, then why did his feet refuse to move? Because he had unfinished business, that was why. And no, it wasn't his wolf's demand to sniff her again that had him raising his fist to knock. Then pound as no one answered the door.