Page 79 of Noah

There were no words to describe how damn perfect she was.

Noah glanced down at his feet. She should have trusted him; she should have let him protect her. His claws punched out, and he struggled to contain his fury. He was furious with her.

“Noah?” she asked, uncertain as his head snapped up and he stared at her.

Briar hesitated and looked at him. “I’ll ride in Mhane’s car with Owen. I doubt he’ll let me be alone with Mhane, in case she attacks me,” he said with humour. Mhane huffed and raised an eyebrow. “You can ride with Noah in the Jeep.”

Adrienne fidgeted and faced Mhane.

Noah growled and curled his hand in, his claws pricking his palm. Did she not want to ride with him? It was galling when his only desire was to keep her safe. His beast was disconcerted having her so far away when there was danger. It wanted to pull her back into his arms and promise to keep her safe.

It was a frightening rage beneath his skin that wanted to erupt and shred anything that put her in danger. He wasn’t sure he classed Mhane as safe.

He wanted Adrienne safe; he knew that. He was almost unreasonable about it. He wanted to get in the Jeep and drive away with her, preferably somewhere there were no people, and keep driving until they reached the end of the world where it was just them.

“And we’re going to Moon?” Mhane asked.

“For now. You could be back home tonight,” Briar reassured her.

“Uhuh.”

Mhane looked like she wouldn’t believe them until Noah escorted her to the gates and booted her out.

Adrienne’s soft eyes had him rethinking that. He wouldn’t get very far with convincing her to be his mate and stay with him if he got her sister kicked out after only an hour of being in Moon.

He wished security would escort Mhane out, but it wasn’t his call. Noah was glad because he wasn’t thinking rationally. He selfishly wished security would escort Mhane out, but it wasn’t his call, and he was glad because he wasn’t thinking rationally.

He wanted Adrienne to himself.

“Come on,” he growled before he did something stupid, like pick her up and throw her over his shoulder.

Adrienne grabbed Mhane in a tight hug. Mhane gripped her just as tightly and he watched her fingers curl. All he could think about was how lethal those hands were, and she had them on his mate.

His precious, glorious mate.

Mhane glanced at him, and he knew what she saw. His teeth bared, his eyes flashed, the strength of his beast furiously at the forefront. Her brow wrinkled, her eyes sharp and knowing. It smoothed when Adrienne let go and his beast relaxed.

Adrienne walked with him but kept glancing over her shoulder afraid Mhane might run or disappear.

“Ren.” He held back his growl as she finally came back to his side. He offered his hand to help her into the high Jeep and he was surprised when she took it. He might have imagined her fingers tightening on his, but he hoped not.

He opened the Jeep door and jumped into the passenger seat. His skills at driving the Jeep were nowhere near roadworthy.

Noah would probably get them in trouble with local law enforcement and he would never be locked in a cage or any padded room again.

Adrienne should drive because if they did get pulled over Noah would lose his sanity.

There was heavy silence as she drove them through the gates. Both hers and Mhane’s unique prints opened the gates, so they followed Mhane’s car as the gates swung back. Adrienne kept close to the car, and he wondered if she feared losing her.

Her scent in his nostrils and the knowledge she chose to ride with him, even reluctantly, sat in the back of his mind, making him feel supremely smug.

Adrienne finally said as if she couldn’t take it anymore, “What’s wrong with you? You pulled away?”

Noah scoffed. Was she blind? “You don’t need my protection. You made that clear.”

Derision and something harsh and ugly in his voice that even he could hear had him clearing his throat and trying to calm his beast.

“What?”

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