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have sex with him, I’d fight him with everything I had.
    “This close to the full moon, I can smell your lies, Cassidy. I don’t need you to tell me the truth to figure out what your punishment should be.”
    “You’re going to sniff me? Like a dog?” I couldn’t breathe. I squeezed my eyes closed to keep the tears from coming. I don’t know what the hell got into him. This was worse than him calling me names and ignoring me. This was worse than being slapped around. It was worse than him cheating on me. All the shit Walter pulled, this was the thing that made me feel like wolf trash.
    Walter lingered when he reached my crotch, hoping for a top note of deceit in the aroma. Major had me drenched before he’d even laid a finger on me. His smoldering expression, those hot and sweet things he said to me.
    He should’ve been my husband.
    But instead, my husband insisted on humiliating me. He frowned, unable to detect anything unfamiliar. I wanted to knee him in the face so bad, but tonight I really did believe I had a punishment waiting for me and I didn’t want to make it any worse than it had to be.
    His hot breath basted my breasts; I expected the flesh to melt away from the bone. “Open your eyes,” he instructed, exhaling stale air in my face. I shook my head. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
    I did as he asked, just enough to not make things worse. Walter looked like a cartoon villain hovering over me. “I know exactly what you did. I’m not going to waste time asking for details when all you’re going to give me is lies. Next time you do it, I’ll bring him back here, and you can watch me kill him. See if that turns you on. Do you understand me?”
    I’d never understand anything my husband did. I narrowed my eyes until he became an angry blur. I was terrified, much more for Major than I was for myself. If Major saw what just happened, he’d rip me out of this room, consequences be damned. My husband made good on all his promises, but I’d learned something in twelve years of marriage to Walter Ryker: Never show fear. It was the lifeblood of your enemies. “Whatever.”

Chapter Five
    M ajor
    Pleasure and pain. The sensations vibrated through me after seeing Cass last night, tying me in knots. The euphoria of putting my lips on hers, her heart banging against my chest through the layers of winter clothes, and the ache of knowing I’d forever be hungry for more. She’d been fucking brave last night, coming to me at the Full Moon Fever party. Cass didn’t just let me know what she wanted, she brought the whole town along for the ride.
    All those eyes on us. We couldn’t deny what happened. And I didn’t want to. Fuck, I still thought it was a beer-soaked fantasy that she came to me, but I didn’t have a hangover. It happened. I could still taste her, if I closed my eyes I could swear she was still under me. I’d do anything to get her back.
    It was a huge step for Cass to come see me. The last time I kissed her was the night before her wedding, and last night we picked up where we left off all those years ago. Out of respect or stupidity, I’d walked away from her. I’d been a cocky twenty-three-year-old that expected to see her on my doorstep, in her pretty white gown, the next day. The way she’d cried that night with her head in my lap, I never thought she’d go through with it. The contract the Rykers made with her parents was rock solid, and she had no way out. She tried; I wondered if Walter knew how hard she fought it. He probably had a pretty good idea, since he kept her under lock and key on that ranch. Shea worked there for years and swore to me he never saw her. I always wondered if he was lying, like he thought he had to protect my feelings or something. Fuck that. If he gave a shit, he would’ve told me the truth, shattered my heart on the ground. It would’ve been kinder. Maybe I could’ve moved on.
    Now I knew I never could. Last night I walked away from Cass once again,