Chapter Thirty Four

  "Damn," Ethan muttered a dark frown on his face which he cleared when he turned for the stairs just as Whitney was descending from them.

  "Ethan," she cooed with a fluttering of eyelashes.

  Ethan studied her intently from her long blond hair and green eyes before drifting his eyes over her dainty, but sexy body, and he felt a brief stirring of excitement. What astonished him, though, was his wolf's silence although he was aware of Ethan's perusal.

  "What can I do for you, Alpha Female?" Ethan kept his voice polite and respectful.

  Whitney's eyes flashed at him and her mouth opened when Ralph called out sharply from the top of the stairs. "I thought you said you wanted a drink, sweetheart."

  "I did," she called back with a slight giggle. "Fighter Wolf Ethan and I met when I was coming down."