TAVRIC
The bond is the single greatest advantage I hold, the one card no one else at this table can match. But I refuse to lean on fate alone and call it a plan.
I will not slack off, not for one single day of this tour. I will love Lucy so actively, so fiercely, so completely, that by the end of it she won't have a square inch of space left in her mind for another male to occupy.
Deep in my consciousness, Ryker lets out a low, satisfied hum of approval, and immediately throws a vivid, wildly inappropriate image into my mind—pulling Lucy behind the heavy oak doors of her private chambers when she least expects it, pressing her back against the wood, and claiming her mouth completely before she can utter a word of protest.
I shake my head slightly, feeling heat creep up the back of my neck as I forcibly shove my wolf back down into the dark. Not now, you absolute menace, I snap, to his unrepentant chagrin.
