Riley’s POV

Oh hell no.

The second I felt his fangs press against my neck, my brain finally caught up with everything that was happening.

This was not part of the plan. Not even close.

I pushed against his chest immediately. “Nope. Absolutely not. We are not doing that.”

But Cane was faster.

Way faster.

His hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me right back under him like I weighed nothing. His eyes were still glowing, still wild, and it was very clear he was not thinking straight at all.

“Riley…” he growled again, like that was the only word he remembered.

“Yeah, yeah, I heard you the...