Page 13 of Touched By Moonlight

But Dante was alpha, and always incontrol.

I glanced over at Grayson and gasped. Claws had emerged from his fingers. He gouged marks in the woodcounter.

Dante didn’t even notice. Two alpha werewolf shifters this cranked up, ready for afight.

As if noticing the two alphas tension, or sensing the heaviness in the air, the crowd began to disperse. Seemed like everyone decided to head home. Soon it was only Grayson, his beta wolves and Dante and hisstaff.

“What’s going on?” Iasked.

“We’re closing early.” Dante’s deep voice carried a thread of worry, despite the deep authority lacing histone.

Now I felt truly alarmed. If Dante, who was alpha and could kick the ass of every shifter from here to Colorado, was afraid, what was outthere?

Grayson beckoned to me, handed me his empty. His claws had retracted. “Another shot of whisky, Sienna.Please.”

Dante scowled. “Lastcall.”

Ignoring him, Grayson focused only on me. My apt fingers trembled as I grabbed a bottle. Grayson had that effect on me. Some of Dante’s precious liquor spilled to thecounter.

“Oops.” My voice came as a throatywhisper.

“Do I make you nervous,Sienna?”

Blinking, I turnedaway.

Fingers wrapped around my wrist, tugging me back to the bar. When my startled gaze met Grayson’s, something uncertain flickered in his blueeyes.

“DoI?”

At first I wanted to laugh it off. Deny it. Because soon as you showed vulnerability around shifters, especially weres, you were toast. They could scent fear, but couple that fear with an admission of it, and anything couldhappen.

Anythingbad.

His grip was gentle, though I sensed the strength behind it. I suspected if I squealed or ordered him to stop touching me, he’d do so. This was different.Sexual.

I licked my lips, watched him track the move, the uncertainty in his gaze turningsharp.

“A little. But not in a badway.”

The corners of his mouth lifted. “Ah,good.”

“Wow.” I didn’t try to tug away from those big, calloused fingers still holding me captive. “Never thought I’d seethat.”

As he tilted his head in puzzlement, I added, “You.Smiling.”

The smile widened. “There’s a lot of things I cando.”

I bet. And all of them have to do with gettingnaked.

Damnit. I could feel the heat glowing from me like a roaring fire on a cold night. My gaze dropped to the space between the leather gloves and my long-sleeved shirt. The space his fingerstouched.

Crimson.

Grayson glanced down. He saw it as well. But instead of looking puzzled or even scared, he looked…satisfied.

Until Dante strode over, all alpha arrogance and protective. This was his club, and he never hesitated to throw his muscled weightaround.

“Release her.Now.”

Not loosening his grip, Grayson faced the other alpha. “Makeme.”

Oh damn. That low growl rumbling from Dante’s throat was so not a goodsign.

All hell was about to breakloose.

Again, it was my fault. I needed to leave before anyone else gothurt.

Especiallyme.