Page 58 of Shifters' Fated Summer
“Let’s go upstairs and talk about it. You can change and I’d love to help you shower,” he purred, trying to distract me.
“Cause Cade doesn’t want his weak, rejected mate bothering him while he meets with whoever that is?” I hissed.
Luca’s mouth curved down.
Past him, Elowen gave me a pitying glance beforefollowing Archer up the stairs.
My anger rose higher as my gaze returned to the strangers. The curvy one was arching her back to show off her assets. I wanted to rip her to shreds for getting near my mate.
Luca ran his hand down my arm in a gentle, calming stroke.
“It’s my uncle and cousins. You can meet them now if you like. Or later…” He trailed off, his eyebrows arched until they disappeared under his tumble of dark curls.
I flinched.
His family. I wasn’t sure if or how that changed the situation. Unsure of myself, I finally gave in to his request.
“Fine,” I muttered, heading for the stairs. Luca’s hand went to my back where my shirt was soaked with sweat.
I refused to glance back at his cousins.
That became much harder when a trilling laugh filled the downstairs. My nails dug into my palms.
“Wildcat, you’re mad enough I can feel the echo of it,” Luca murmured into my ear. “Everything’s fine. Relax.”
At the top of the stairs, I turned, my eyes narrowing at him. “Did you just tell me to relax?”
Luca froze, his charming grin sliding from his face.
“Because that’s not the way to get someone to calm down,” I continued. “There’s a girl down there shoving her bouncy tits in my mate’s face.”
Slowly, Luca’s lips curled into a smirk. “Yeah? You wanna work out that frustration on me?”
“Gah!” Throwing my hands up, I marched into his room. Angry as I was, I didn’t bother to close the door before whipping off my shirt.
Luca paused in the doorway, his eyes tracing over my smaller breasts. I dropped the shirt on the ground near the laundry basket. He snapped, pulling the door shut before bolting across the room.
Smirking, I closed the bathroom doorin his face.
Chapter 21
Shower
A fiercely petty smile crossed my face as I shut the door in Luca’s shocked face.
That served him right, telling me to relax and then suggesting I fuck him when his cousin was downstairs with my mate.
Luca slammed something into the door, maybe his palm, or maybe his forehead. I ignored him and shimmied out of my leggings before reaching to twist the shower on.
“Please let me in,” he begged.
My smirk widened into a grin.
Just as I stepped into the shower, I called out, “Fine, you can come in.” Luca burst into the room. “But you can’t come into the shower with me.”
He looked as if I had punched him.
Crossing the room, he braced an arm on the glass beside the shower door and stared in at me as I stepped under the water.
