#Chapter 87: The Bases are Loaded

Ardal I glare at Kadeem, my jaw clenched tight. My inner wolf is like a wild, caged beast, simmering with anger, and it's a battle to keep her from lunging. Kadeem's muscles are taut as he holds me in place. He is staring back at me with dark, piercing eyes - pure vexation written across his face. "Did you ever think," I begin, drawing out my words, "There was a problem you couldn't muscle your way out of?" I wriggle against Kadeem's immovable frame. All I want is to be rid of him and escape to bed. The roller coaster of emotions today has left me drained, and on top of it, I'm panicking about kissing him tonight and letting on how much I feel for him. "No," he snaps back mockingly, but there's a subtle flash of contrition in his expression and he loosens his grip. I jerk away as soon as he does, staggering back against the white shower curtain behind me. He reaches out his hand to steady me, but I shove him away. "Well, next time," I hiss, "Pick up a Nicholas Sparks book instea