not going back. Iâm not risking you getting caught by whatever strange thing is taking the Fae. I need you. Youâre safe here. With me. We have a bargain, Ariel. In my bed.â
She knew him, knew his aggressiveness, his lethal sexuality. She wanted to push him, see the life flare back in him. Anything but that cold emptiness.
âYouâd risk sex with me despite how it makes your men sexually aggressive? What about you, Jarrett?â
âI can control myself.â
Her breasts tingled at the smoldering look he gave her. Jarrett ran his hands over her arms, slid them down to her hips. âI scent you, Ariel. I know what your body is telling me.â
He pulled her close, pressing her against his narrow hips, the long ridge of his erection. âYou want me, Ariel, just as I want you. No other lover can make you feel like I can.â
Jarrett bent his head, breathed in her scent, and then nuzzled her neck. His lips feathered over her skin, coaxing a shiver of pure pleasure. He swirled his tongue over her sensitive skin and found her earlobe and caught it between his teeth. Ariel suppressed an excited whimper. Sex with this wolf would prove dangerous. Heâd consume her in flames.
âTrying to prove you always make your mark?â
He pulled back, his gaze glittering with savage hunger.
âNo. But I always do mark what is mine. Youâre mine, Ariel. What I claim, I keep, and I donât let anyone else near.â
She could barely control the natural reaction her kind had when sexually excited. No more than she sensed he could control this wolf. Amber glowed in his eyes, the beast emerging.
What would happen when she gave him the much-longed-for heir and he no longer needed her? She craved love and affection and needed it as much as his wolf needed offspring. But Jarrett Lawsonâs heart hadnât merely been broken before.
It had been shattered.
Ariel wasnât certain if she could ever mend it.
Chapter Six
The air turned cooler as the sun started descending behind the craggy mountains. Ariel wriggled her toes in the earth. She walked behind Jarrettâs cabin, nearing the meadow that stretched out before the mountain. High above in the rocky recesses, purple and gray shadows across the cave seemed to wink at her.
Taunting her.
Jarrett hadnât found anything, nor had his men. But they were not Lupine Fae. Not connected to the earth as she was.
Ariel turned and headed for the cabin. Jarrett was inside, meeting with his men, probably about her. But when she bounded up the steps, he was standing on the porch. Hands braced on the railing, he stared up at the mountain.
And then she realized how quiet it was. So very quiet.
Jarrettâs expression shuttered. Arielâs heart raced harder.
The stillness was unusual and disturbing. Ariel looked at the tall pines. She heard no birds chirping, no chatter of squirrels or chipmunks. Nothing. She searched out with her feelings, and felt only a terrible blankness.
âWhat is it? Whatâs going on? The animals have vanished.â
He raised his eyes to the pine-covered mountain soaring toward the sky. âItâs been like this since we returned to the cabin. Look at the trees,â he said softly.
About halfway up the mountain, a small clearing with a rock slide stood out from the thicket of pines. Trees around this oblong clearing were brown and dying. She saw a T-shaped recess.
âThe old mine.â
âWe checked out the recess you said the trail led to. There was nothing. But there has been activity at the mine.â Jarrett gestured upward.
Hairs on her nape saluted the air.
Thick clouds gathered over the mountain, grumbling with distant thunder. From the corner of her eye, she saw a dark shape emerge from the mine. It might have been a shadow.
Yet she felt it was not.
Jarrettâs expression tightened. âWhen we returned to our land, I sensed a disruption. Someoneâs been