Page 11 of Her Shifter Pack

“You’re right. This way.” He swept his arm out in a theatrical gesture toward the stairs.

I stayed where I was. I wasn’t going to risk going anywhere near her tonight. She was temptation on a popsicle stick.

Lexie put her hand on Ollie’s arm, and he shivered but didn’t fall the way he had before. “Hang on one second.”

She made her way over to me and my heart began to thump, worry and desire coursing through me in equal parts.

“What’s up?” I asked, realizing I was trapped. The kitchen counter and cabinets were at my back, and she was right in front of me.

“I just wanted to say thank you. You don’t know me at all, and you’re trusting me, here, in your home. So... yeah, thanks.”

I nodded, trying not to breathe at all. I didn’t want to smell her again. She was too delectable.

“Okay... Well... good night.” She stuck out her hand for me to shake.

Oh, God.

“It’s all good,” I said, not moving.

“Oh, okay,” she said, her face falling, showing her disappointment.

I’d offended her. Crap!

I stuck my arm out. What was the worst that could happen? I didn’t believe in the perfect pair Fated mate thing, so surely, I wouldn’t be affected the way Ollie had been? “Sorry. Good night, Lexi.”

She reached out and took my proffered hand, her beautiful eyes lighting up at my turnaround.

But her touch... Blow me down with a feather. From the moment her hand connected with mine, an electrical impulse shot through my system like I’d touched a wired-up fence.

I gasped and lost the battle of staying upright. The first thing I did was let go of her hand, but that didn’t stop the effect. I staggered sideways, stumbling for something to hold on to.

There was nothing to grab, so I bit the dust, hard, hearing Ollie’s cackle of a laugh mocking me from above.

Motherfucker...

Chapter 4

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