“Bet you had all the boys after you at high school.”
I shrug. “I was a good girl. While my mom was busy with Demetrius, books were my whole world. I used to hide away in the library, instead of hanging out with the local wolf gangs like some of my human friends.”
I curl my lip, thinking of the girls in my school who were so desperate to be fucked by a werewolf, it was pathetic.
“I’m glad to hear that.” The growl in his voice startles me. When my head snaps toward him, there’s no mistaking the hunger in his eyes.
He knows I’m a virgin.
I give a start. Where the hell did that thought come from? It was like someone whispered it from stage left.
I look away fast, embarrassed at the notion. I used to feel like I was the only virgin in my senior class. Meanwhile, all the she-wolves in my stepdad’s pack get mated by their eighteenth birthday at the latest.
But I’ve never been into anyone. Never even wanted to kiss anyone. I started to think sex and relationships just weren’t for me. Until—
Until Forge’s fierce eyes raked me from head to toe, leaving smolders in their wake. Until I feasted my eyes on his big, muscular body, and a fire lit inside me.
How is it that Forge doesn’t even need to touch me to turn me on?
He’ll only break your heart.
My mother’s words bounce back to me through the gathering dusk, and my gut tightens.
“Who is Demetrius to you?” I blurt out.
He frowns. “What makes you think he’s anything to me?”
“You reacted when I said his name.”
For a split-second he looks even more ferocious. “Thought he was your boyfriend. And my wolf didn’t like that.”
My breath catches in my throat and my heart starts to pound.
“Why?” I ask.