any time unbuttoning her jacket and pants either. She let him, too stunned to stop him. He looked like a fallen god kneeling next to her, taking care of her, and the girl in her found it charming and romantic. The woman was spitting mad, though. She didn’t want to be taken care of. She sat in the chair unmoving, almost limp, while he quickly stripped her down. He handed her clothes off to one of the other men. She didn’t turn her head to look, though, too focused on Nathan and what he was doing to her body.
“I asked you a question, little girl, and I want an answer.” When she was wearing only her yoga pants and long-sleeve T-shirt, he stopped and looked at her expectantly.
“I told you that I wanted to see my sister. You locked me in here. I don’t like feeling helpless.” She whispered the last word, not wanting anyone else to hear what she had to say. If their sense of smell was good, maybe their hearing was as well. She felt fragile and petite with Nathan in front of her. He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans now, the jeans sitting low on his hips. She could make out every line and muscle on his chest, and she found herself reaching out, wanting to touch him.
When her hand made contact, she felt his muscles ripple, and he groaned, coaxing her to touch more of him. “Your little hands feel so good on me, baby.” She couldn’t help but smile at his words.
* * * *
Nathan was losing his mind, and it was all her fault. Ever since she first walked into their house, she had consumed his thoughts. Seeing her jump out the window, his life flashed before his eyes. The sheer panic he felt was so overwhelming he nearly choked. He pushed himself to look out the window, hoping he wasn’t going to see her broken body lying on the ground. She was their mate, and she nearly killed herself to get away from them. That sense of rejection had him running down the stairs and out the door after her.
He had known his brothers would follow. They had been waiting a long time for her as well. Ryan had taken the rejection the worst, his animal jumping to the forefront, needing its mate. When he turned and stalked her, Nathan knew he wouldn’t hurt her, but he had scared her into submission. How long would they have to play this game, how long would she run from them? He knew she’d only been in their house a matter of hours, but didn’t she feel anything at all? The pull Chloe felt had been almost instantaneous, but maybe that’s because she had bonded with the youngest brother Conner first, so the transition was easier for her.
Having her hand on him now, he was able to calm down. It was almost as if she knew exactly what to do. He let her explore him as he moved his hands up and down her body, searching for any broken bones. He leaned back, needing to check her feet, and her hand fell away. She couldn’t reach. He looked up and caught the little pout on her face, her lower lip sticking out. It reminded him how young their mate was. She would need to be treated gently, he realized. He pulled her feet into his hands and applied some pressure, wanting to warm them. He looked for any signs of discoloration, hoping they wouldn’t have to deal with any serious weather issues.
“Ryan ran you a bath. The warm water should help you lose the chill. He also brought you a pair of sweats and a clean, long-sleeve T-shirt. When you’re done, get dressed and come sit by the fire. I’ll bring you some soup.” He pulled on her feet to get her attention. “Katie, did you hear me?” He kept his voice quiet, trying to keep the commanding tone at bay.
“Yeah, okay. Thanks.” He helped her to stand and watched as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He heard the click of the lock and smiled. That wouldn’t keep him out if he wanted to get in, but he knew it made her feel better.
“I’m going to the kitchen to heat up some soup for Katie. Ryan, why don’t you stay in here, just in case she needs anything. Lucas and