Phoebe's POV
Perry's laughter boomed through the forest when he caught sight of my terrified expression. The sound was so commanding that even the wild wolves froze mid-approach, their predatory advance halting instantly.
Of course the savage beasts feared him. If they cowered before his presence, what chance did I have?
"Relax. I'm not planning to serve you as their dinner," he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I have other plans for our feast."
Heat flooded my cheeks at his suggestive tone. My body's traitorous response to his every word made me want to disappear into the forest floor.
When had I become so shameless?
"They won't harm you," he assured me.
I tilted my head, silently questioning how he could possibly know that.
Even without our mindlink, he read my doubt perfectly. "You're my mate. They can sense it."
