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out my sight.”
    Angelica’s mouth fell open. He was going to dismiss her like a child.
    “Aren’t we going to…” She couldn’t bring herself to say the words. Her cheeks felt hotter than ever and she found herself wringing her hands. She forced her hands to her sides and lifted her chin, looking Colt straight in the eye and waiting for his response.
    He groaned a harsh sound that seemed filled with need, and then scrubbed his face with his hands.
    “You’ve had all the consummation you will ever get from me.”
    His words snapped something inside Angelica.
    She took two steps forward and slammed her palms into his chest. “How many times to I have to tell you that I didn’t do anything to you.”
    His lip curled in one corner a look of pure derision. “So you are a sweet innocent virgin.”
    He wasn’t asking her but Angelica wasn’t going to shut up now.
    “Yes! Damn you, I am.”
    Colt started laughing, and it sent chills up Angelica’s arms because the sound was harsh and cruel.
    “You think I’m lying?” The anger that bubbled up in Angelica was making her shake, tears threatening from pure frustration.
    “I know you are a little lying bitch.”
    His voice was low, his words, a steel knife in her wind pipe.
    “They may have forced me to marry you, Gelibean, but I will never touch you—not one kiss, not one hand on your skin, not one night—nothing.
    Her temperature was climbing, her body getting ready for flames. Angelica knew it was seconds away, so she tried to keep her tone cool.
    “You’ve already done more than kiss me, Colt.”
    He growled and spun, hitting the doorjamb so hard that the door bounced and the latch opened up. The wind did the rest blowing the door wide open.
    He ignored it and turned to her. “Well, I can’t be blamed for falling for the charms of such an accomplished whore now, can I?”
    It was all Angelica could take. Now, he was calling her a whore? She felt heat explode from her skin. It staggered Colt back as flames burned high in the small room.
    She had to do something or she would burn the place down. Angelica reacted instinctually by shifting form. The flame disappeared as Colt collapsed to his knees on the floor, his arm in front of his face as he coughed from the smoke.
    She felt her claws settle onto the floor and opened up her wings. She stroked the air with soft white feathers, once, twice gaining precious flight.
    “Screw you, Colt.” The words came out as hoots as she took flight and flew out the door.
     
    * * * *
     
    Colt coughed, gasping for oxygen as he watched Geli transform into a snowy white owl. He almost forgot to breathe again because of the beauty of her feathered form, but when she swooped out the door past him, he lunged for her.
    His fingertips brushed her feathers, but he didn’t get a grip. Colt considered turning form into his bear, then knew that the size of the creature alone was inappropriate. He’d harm his new wife’s fragile owl form and he didn’t want to risk that, so he rose from his knees and stumbled out the door after her, still trying to breathe in fresh air.
    When Angelica had flamed up, the fire had engulfed him for a moment. He glanced down at his body, expecting burns all over, but not even his clothes were damaged, as it had been in the town hall when he'd grabbed her there. He wondered why he was immune to her fire. He shouldn't be .
    Had she toned down the flame’s heat so she wouldn’t hurt him? For some reason, that thought made his gut twist. Did she care about not hurting him?
    He stumbled in the snow and made sure he concentrated on his footing. Drawing in a deep breath, he scented the air— North —she was flying North. He would always find his mate. They were linked by the binding ceremony, and even if they weren’t mated, he knew Geli’s scent.
    It haunted my dreams.
    Ethereal images of her in white, blossoms blowing on the breeze around her. Long trails of gossamer dress flowing across her body as