Lion's Heat

Jonas, no!” Rachel clutched at him, ripping his heart from his chest as the agonizing fury in her voice tore through his mind. For all Jonas knew, her heart wasn’t racing in excitement, and her thighs weren’t ready to clench in arousal. Was it mating heat, or simply an amplification of the emotional and physical response to the person she was meant to love anyway? Finally, it pulled into the front of what appeared to be a small cabin.