Chapter 182
Jace waited. He knew there was more.
“I made a deal while I burned.” Her lashes lowered as she stared at their hands.
His dark, hers so light. After a moment, she glanced back up at him. “I told those demon ass**les that if they accepted Devon and shut the door, I wouldn’t send my wolf down to tear hel apart.”
And he would have. If they’d kept her…
“When you yanked me out of their hands, they realized I was serious. You were ready for hel . But hel wasn’t ready for you.” Her hand fisted beneath his. “Besides, I don’t think the guy in charge down there real y liked for his demons to escape.”
No, Jace bet he hadn’t been eager to lose those bastards. “So it’s over,” he said.
“No.” Now her body brushed against his. “The demons are gone, but things are far from over.” Her head tilted back. Her lips were inches from his. “In fact, I think you promised me that things would just be getting started…”
They would be.
“You locked me in a cage,” she told him, a faint frown pul ing between her eyes. He brought his hands up to curl around her shoulders. “But I also pul ed you out of hel .
Makes us even, doesn’t it?”
Her soft laughter put an ache in his chest.
“I don’t know,” she told him, “I think that might put you ahead.”
His lips took hers because his control broke. The kiss was too rough, too wild, but that was his way.
And she kissed him back just as wildly and with just as much desperate need. He lifted his mouth from hers long enough to growl, “There’s no score between mates. You don’t owe me anything.” He wanted her out of the bar and naked beneath him.
“I owe you forever,” she told him as she rose onto her toes and kissed him again.
“And that’s what I’m giving you.”
Forever with his vampiress…it was the only thing he wanted.
“You’re mine, wolf,” she told him. “And I’m not letting you go.”
Enough. He grabbed her and hoisted her high into his arms. The pack shouted and laughed as he passed them, but he didn’t slow down. He wanted her alone. Wanted in her.
Jace took her upstairs. Since his house had burned, he’d taken over Howling Moon. The apartment above the bar had a bed, and that was al he needed. He kicked the door shut behind them and lowered her in front of him. Morgan smiled at him.
“When are you going to say that you love me?”
He blinked. “But…you already know.” She had to know.
“A woman stil likes to hear the words.”
He yanked off his shirt and kicked off his boots. Then he reached for her. If she needed the words, he’d damn wel give them to her. He’d give her anything. “I love you.”
Her fangs glinted. “And I love you, wolf.”
Enemies no more. Lovers.
Mates.
Forever.
They’d told the devil to screw off, and now they had eternity waiting. Sometimes, it was good to be an alpha wolf…
Very f**king good.
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