Ravensblood Forest We appreciate power

She looked at him suspiciously as he defended himself, stating that he was sure she could fuck someone up. So then why had he called her the polar opposite of his savage new packmate? Had he meant something else by it? Before she could ask him more questions, like she was prone to do, he was talking again, agreeing with her that he would make sure said new packmate was worthy of his trust. That was good; hopefully she wouldn't take advantage of his need to remake his pack after tragedy. 

He didn't seem as intrigued as she was by her also meeting someone that looked like him, which she found curious. She would have questioned him about that too, but then he was whispering in her ear, calling her peaches, and telling her he had something she might like. The warmth of his breath against her ear made heat pool her stomach. The heat only intensified as he brushed against her, but then the place where he had just been felt suddenly too cold. 

She was, of course, very interested in seeing what he had to show her, and so she quickly trotted forward to his side. She decided not to comment on the nickname just yet, although she did wonder why he chose that name. She had a far more pressing question to ask him. What are you going to show me? she asked. Where are we going? She was impatient and wanted to know now instead of waiting for him to show her, but she had a sneaking suspicion that he wouldn't give her the answer she wanted.