“I’ll see you then. Don’t fight your wolf to hard brother, you know you won’t win.” My head spins with everything they’ve said. Mating scent? Does that mean Levi is my mate, but he hates me. Is that why he is so mean, he doesn’t want to like me?
My thoughts are interrupted by a sharp knock from the other side of the door.
“What do you want?” Levi’s deep throaty laugh makes my legs tremble,
“I have your clothes… But if you don’t want them I’ll take them back to the couch.” Pulling the door open quickly I hide behind it,
“I want them!” Levi hands over a small bundle before walking away. That was to easy, to painless, he’s up to something. Closing the door I bite my cheek to keep from swearing out loud. Levi brought me my short sleep shorts and my tank top with no bra or underwear. That good for something jerk! What, he didn’t get a good enough eye full that he has to see me in my skimpy pajamas? My breasts are way too big to be braless.
Grumping silently as I get dressed I stalk out of the bathroom and stop dead in my tracks. Levi waited for me to come out in all of his topless glory. My body heats up against my will under his gaze and he has the audacity to smile.
“Well at least someone’s glad to see me.” Huh? Following his gaze I see my nipples are hard and extremely noticeable through my thin shirt. Horrified, I cover myself and walk quickly to the living room. I really wish he would stop making cracks about my body. Finding my huge sweatshirt that says, “Normal people scare me” I pull it on and pull up the hood. I hear Levi as he enters the room behind me.
“If it’s not too much to ask, could you please stop making cracks about how I look. I know I’m not miss physically fit. I can’t run a mile, my thighs touch and I have big boobs and a rounded tummy but I don’t need to be constantly reminded that you don’t like it ok? … Also now that we’re talking about it, if you despise me so much I can ask Yanto to take me on my journey. He comes on pretty strong but at least he’s nice to me.” Levi growls behind me so I turn to look at him. He looks angry again, surprise, surprise.
“You won’t be going anywhere with Yanto, I have no desire to kill my best friend. If he lays another hand on you I’ll break it off, your mi… I mean… Gia give me strength! You are an infuriating woman! My comment when you came out of the bathroom wasn’t meant to insult you Clover. You act like every man that sees you hates what they see and you couldn’t be more wrong.” Glaring at him,
“No, just you. You’ve been a damned jerk from day one! Now you’re trying to be nice and then you lash out at me again like you did earlier. What am I supposed to think? It seems like you’re just trying to get into my pants. Well let me tell you now, just because you’re a tall sexy long haired tattooed shirtless and muscled Native American man doesn’t mean I’m going to let you make me another forgotten notch on your bedpost.” I expect his angry retort only this time his face softens.
“Did someone do that to you?” Looking away from him the reason I left Illinois rears its ugly head. Samuel Von Threadon… Used his superman powers to make me think he really wanted me. Well a recorded video of an explicit sex act and an internet upload had me running for the hills. The comments they made about me…
Shivering I can’t bring myself to look up at him.

She’s hurting, and hurting bad. I want to make things better between us but after this little tidbit of knowledge she’ll never believe me.
“Yes, but I don’t want to talk about it.” Some jerk had the audacity to use her and destroy how she sees herself.
“Then we won’t talk about it, I’ve got a surprise for you though… more of a peace offering for the remark I made...