Book 16: This Is Ours

Lexa

It only takes one smooth motion for Kaleb to catch me around the middle and take me to the ground. My back hits the soft carpet with a thud that rattles my bones, and I jerk, diving to drive a knee between us. He gathers my wrists, pinning them above my head, and thrusts his knee between my legs, pinning me.

His eyes are bright and only inches above mine while he inspects my face for damage from my fall. Pain throbs through my forehead, but it’s my pride that stings in agony.

“I told you,” he says low in his throat, a soft growl that laces over my skin, “your overconfidence is going to kill you. Do you think you can still see in the dark without your wolf at your disposal?”

I go totally still, my body relaxing against my will, and fold. I submit. I give up.

“What happened to us?