Chapter 111. Fierce and Commanding

Skyler POV

I straightened, holding his gaze. I leaned forward slightly, brushing my lips against the cold beer bottle opening—then set it down again. My heart pounded as I licked my lips and offered my own smirk in return, my canines flexing ever so slightly in anticipation. Grant’s nostrils flared, his eyes deepening with an unexpected hunger. So he hadn’t expected me to accept the challenge. Excellent.

“If you want the details,” I teased, my voice low and taunting, “Daniel planned to finish the mating process before anything else.”

At my words, his playful expression snapped into a blaze of intensity. Grant leaned forward in his chair, elbows on his knees, eyes smoldering as though he were a predator circling its prey. My pulse hammered in my ears. I fought the instinctual urge to back away. His proximity, the power radiating from him, was overwhelming—and undeniably arousing.

His voice dropped lower, each word deliberate and calculated: “How does that work