"Little dove..."

Kane was still holding Josette when a few of his men carried a basket of gold to Ken and his rogues.

Josette's chest was rising and falling rapidly and she was fixated on Kane's gaze until quickly turning and climbing back into the carriage.

Kane stood there, dumbfounded by what he was feeling as Ned smirked.

"Problem, Alpha?"

Kane jerked his head up to meet Ned's gaze.

"What? No..." Kane scoffed, waving him off as he stepped into the carriage and eyed Josette curiously. She had her arms folded across her chest and was staring out the side window.

"If you're looking for an apology, you're not going to get one from me," Kane said, "I did what I had to do."

Josette said nothing. Her mind was racing and she could still taste him on her lips.

"Little dove, don't make this awkward."

"It's a little too late for that," Josette grinned, sheepishly, as Ken strolled by. Kane settled in next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "Just be cool until they leave and then you can go on hating me."

"I don't hate you, Kane...I barely know you."

"Most people hate me the first five minutes after meeting me."

Josette gave him a look, "I couldn't imagine why...."

"Smart ass..."

His intention was to move away from her as they continued along, but being next to Josette made Kane feel better—secure and comfortable.

"Want some more food?"

Josette shook her head, "No, thank you. I've lost my appetite after that little spectacle."

"Because we kissed? Was it that bad?"

Josette sighed, "No, it wasn't bad, Kane.."

"So, it was a good kiss?"

"Kane, I don't want you to take this the wrong way—me being in your carriage, you and I feeding each other strawberries, kissing.."

She stopped herself and shook her head.

"I guess it does look bad.."

"It doesn't look bad at all," Kane smiled, "Why can't two people find pleasure in each other? We have six days until I release you to your village. Can't we have fun?"

"What is your idea of fun?"

"Fucking, fighting, drinking, playing chess.."

"You play chess?"

"Do you?"

"I do.."

"Do you like fucking?"

"I have enjoyed it,yes," Josette blushed.

"Who is the lucky guy?"

"Eh, you don't know him—he isn't my companion or anything."

"Is that like a mate or something?"

"Yes," Josette told him, "I'm not seeing anyone."

"Why not?"

"I've been busy with the coven and the war—or have you noticed we just finished fighting the undead?"

Kane smirked, "Eh, another day in my world, little dove."

"So, you're an alpha? You look quite young to be an alpha.."

"I'm 24, thank you very much..how old did you think I was?"

"I figured around 20 or so..."

"Why? You like younger guys?′

Josette scoffed, "I am not older than you, Mr. Dempsey."

Kane laughed, "I like how when you get mad at me you call me Mr. Dempsey."

"Fine, I'll call you Chaos because that seems to suit you."

"But I really like it when you say my name..."

Josette turned to him as Kane leaned towards her, his face only inches away from hers.

"And one day you'll be screaming it..."

Josette nodded, "Yes, I'll be screaming for you to get the fuck away from me."

Kane narrowed his eyes, "Make you a deal. We can be cordial, screw around, do all the fun stuff and I won't bother you ever again after this little trip."

Josette tilted her head to the side.

"Give myself to you and you'll stop bugging me?"

Kane nodded, "It's not like you don't want me—it's just a little more enticement."

Josette breathed in deeply, her laughter bubbling inside of her chest.

"Kane, you are a strange little pup..."

"I'm not so little, dovey..you've seen all of me now so you know that first hand.."

Josette felt her core heat up. She pressed her thighs together knowing damn well she wanted him to take her right there on the seat of that carriage.

"You're not into anything...weird...are you?"

Kane looked at her smugly, "I am into anything you want, little dove...Just say the word and I am all yours for the next six days."

Six days...

Six days of unadulterated fucking from Kane "Chaos" Dempsey?

"You're thinking about it."

"I am not."

"Liar."

Josette glared at him, "I can't. I have to be a good example for my people."

"You don't think they're going to have a little roll in the hay with my boys? Surely you're not that naive, little dove."

Josette frowned. She wasn't naive—she wasn't too modest, but she didn't want to be anything except for liked and respected.

"I just don't want people to see me in a different light. I have a good reputation—I'm not a prude or conservative—there are so many consequences to these actions and...well, what if people talk?"

Kane nodded, "I get it—I'm a man whore, but I might make you feel good—loosen up a bit."

Josette laughed, "That might be so, but I really don't want you to get the wrong idea..."

"Like there being anything between us except for good old-fashioned fucking? No. I am not interested in a relationship, Josette. I've said it many times—to many women. It's just fun and games."

"What if it turns into something more?"

Josette suddenly regretted saying that, but Kane didn't mind. He embraced getting closer to her in a physical way—she was almost his for the taking, he could feel it.

"It won't. I don't fall in love, Josette, and I'm sure you'll hate me enough that by the end of the week your pussy might yearn for me, but you sure as hell won't."