Undone (The Amoveo Legend) Read Free

at the club could’ve run past him stark naked, and the guy wouldn’t have flinched.
    “I think we should go.” He turned those piercing blue eyes on her, and her stomach did that odd fluttery thing again. He must’ve sensed her apprehension because his features softened, and his energy waves shifted subtly. “I’m ready to take you home whenever you’ve had enough.” He glanced at the empty champagne bottle on the table and then back at her.
    The fluttering in her stomach was swiftly replaced by a knot of anger as he gave her a scolding look. What the hell? Yet another man who felt he had the right to judge her, tell her what to do, and monitor her choices? Apparently, Amoveo men hadn’t cornered the market on being bossy and butting their noses into what doesn’t concern them. Pete may be human, but he could be as alpha male and overbearing as all of the men in her clan put together.
    She wondered whether he’d be this bold if he knew she could shapeshift into a bear and tear him a new one. She smirked. He was just a human, and if he knew what she was, he’d probably piss his pants.
    “Really?” Marianna’s eyes narrowed. She placed the champagne flute on the table and held his gaze as she slid to the edge of her seat. She smiled as she noticed his attention instantly went to her bare legs and admittedly short hemline. “Well, I’ll be the judge of that—not you. My brother hired you to be my driver… not my babysitter.”
    “Yeah?” he scoffed harshly. “You could’ve fooled me.”
    She rose slowly from the table and stood to meet his challenging gaze. She kept her eyes fixed firmly on his as she moved her body close, but he remained motionless. In her stilettos, she was just a few inches shorter than he was, and she noted that his heart beat faster as she closed the distance between them.
    Her intent was to intimidate him and unnerve him, but something far more surprising happened.
    Heat wafted from his muscular body and flowed over her erotically, which sent her heightened senses into overdrive. She took a deep breath to steady herself, but the instant his distinctly male scent filled her head—it had the exact opposite effect. Her eyes tingled, and she struggled to keep them from shifting into those of her Bear Clan. It was common for an Amoveo’s eyes to shift into the eyes of their clan animal during moments of extreme emotion. Like lust. Red-hot, fuck-me-blind kind of lust.
    Right now, Marianna was more turned on than she had ever been before. It was as though he was tuned directly into her energy, her soul, and her body. Suddenly and inexplicably, she was connected to this man— this human —more than she had been to any other creature she’d encountered.
    For a second, she forgot where she was—where they were—and she had the ridiculous urge to kiss him. Forget that Hayden was sitting right next to them and would flip his lid—nothing mattered but the man standing in front of her and how he made her feel.
    Her eyes wandered over the hard planes and angles of his face, his strong jawline with late-night stubble, the high cheekbones, and strong dark brows that framed those ice-blue eyes flawlessly. It seemed for a moment as if they were the only two people in the entire place.
    All she could see was him.
    Her body moved to the music, subtly at first, and willed her toward him almost imperceptibly. She inched nearer, until their lips were just a breath apart… and then she heard him.
    What in the hell is this woman doing to me?
    Marianna blinked, breaking the spell as the rest of the club and the crowd came roaring into focus. She stepped back as if he’d slapped her—and in a way he had. She’d heard his voice in her mind, which made absolutely no sense. Not only had she been actively shielding her mind to keep Hayden out of it—but Pete was human, and there was no way she should’ve heard him like that.
    “I—I want to dance.” Her confused eyes searched his equally befuddled