Mayhem: The Order of the Wolf, Book 5 by Angela Addams

one’s mate. He just knew it was her powers as a Huntress seeping out. Powers that would be magnified by his bite. That had to be it. She was amping up his emotions, making him feel intensely. When she was agitated, he was as well. When she felt happy, so did he. It made him wonder just what she could do once she developed her powers fully. Once she’d been bitten and claimed her destined role. But she was nowhere ready to learn her fate and, despite his wolf’s agitation, nowhere ready to take his bite.
    “So does this mean you’ll see me again?” he asked with a smirk then chuckled when she swatted his chest before pushing herself up so that she could see his face.
    “This doesn’t mean my feelings have changed.” She was frowning, debating the words that she’d just uttered.
    “Of course not.” He smiled. Infatuation my ass. She had deeper feelings for him and they both knew it. “We can take things however slow you want, protection, abstinence.” He cringed. “I mean if this is your preferred kind of slow, I’m good with that.” She moved to swat him again and he clasped her wrist, bringing her closer. “But I must insist that it’s only me. No others vying for your heart.”
    Her eyes grew wide as she studied him, like she was sizing up his words. “Same goes for you?”
    He growled. “No question.”
    She nodded, dropped her gaze for a moment. “Say it,” she said as she locked eyes with him once again.
    “Hannah, you are the only woman for me. There will be no others. Ever. I vow it.”
    She gasped, just a small intake of breath but enough to let him know that she felt it—the truth behind his words.
    “Okay then.” She smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear, wiggling her wrist away from his grasp. “I still need my interview. I hope you don’t think you’re backing out of that.”
    “I can give you one better,” he said as he pushed himself up, leaning against the headboard, hands clasped on his chest. “I have a proposition for you.”
    She looked over her shoulder at him as she shimmied to the end of the bed, seemingly hunting for her panties, a sheet wrapped tightly around her torso. “What kind of proposition?”
    “The kind that involves you coming on tour with me.”
    Her mouth dropped open, cheeks flushing. “Huh?”
    “I’m leaving next week, will be gone for months on a European tour.” He gulped. This was his ace. He wished for luck as he showed his hand. “How about you come on tour as the official band reporter, documenting it.”
    Hannah frowned. “I can’t leave. What about my job?”
    “I’ll talk to your boss. Give the magazine an exclusive to your articles.”
    “I-I-I’m not a reporter!” she stammered, her hand fluttering up to her throat. “I wouldn’t know what I was doing!”
    He pushed himself forward, snagging her arm as he tugged her toward him. “Bring your cousin. She’s a writer isn’t she? She can help you.” Okay, he was desperate now, was adding things as he went, unwilling to lose her. “I’ll only interview for you, no one else.”
    “This is insane!” Her head shaking was slowing, her mind obviously calculating as she stared at him. “I can bring Dani? Really?”
    Mayhem ran his hand up her arm, rubbing his thumb against her cheek. “You can work as a team. You ask the questions, she writes the articles. You edit her work. You two share the byline.”
    “Oh my god, she would love that.”
    “I bet we could get you two a book deal.”
    Her cheeks were alight, flaring brightly with her growing excitement, eyes sparkling. “Are you serious?”
    “Cross Europe tour, all expenses paid.” He ran his fingers through her hair, clasping the back of her head. “Give us a chance, Hannah.”
    She bit her bottom lip, her smile fading. “You’d do this to keep me with you?”
    “I won’t be parted from you, not when I have so much to learn about you.” He leaned in and kissed her slowly, tenderly.
    “Mayhem,” she breathed as