Chapter 11

• Ryder paid the bill before I could even pretend to reach for my bag, tossing down a wad of cash with a casual disregard that screamed pack money. He caught my wrist as I slid out of the leather booth, pulling me flush against his chest before I could take a step toward the door. His lips brushed the shell of my ear, his hot breath sending a sudden shudder straight down my spine.
• "Ready to see where your new life starts, little wolf?" he rasped, his voice vibrating in his chest.
• I couldn't bring myself to throw back a witty comeback. My pulse was hammering too hard against my throat.