Chapter 43

Gretchen was excited and scared when she looked up at Colson and saw his anger radiating off of him. “Colson,” Gretchen breathed out as she felt a shiver rush through her. Colson’s eyes rolled as he sucked in the scent of his mate. He let out a growl as he took in the other scents surrounding his girl; stupid wolves. The one sitting next to Gretchen quickly pulled his arm away from her and threw his hands up in surrender. “We are sorry, man. We didn’t know that she was mated. We’ll go,” the man confessed as he and his friend hurried out of the booth and left. Gretchen sat there, frozen with fear and desire, knowing this could go two ways. One, Colson could get really angry and be mad at her. Two, being his overprotective self, could sweep her into his arms and kiss her deeply. Gretchen was really hoping for the second way. Colson sat across from Gretchen; he kept his eyes closed as he continued to reign in his temper. He knew this could go so many ways; all his instincts told him to