She frowned. “I’ve worked with alpha dogs and even they are influenced by my charm.”
“Must be an alpha wolf thing.” Although, he understood he could command any human to his will, he wasn’t ready to tell her now. Or should he? Gaby appeared to be the exception. In the beginning, she followed his commands, but recently she held her own against his influence. Do not tolerate a human who does not bow down to our dominance, snapped his wolf.
“Giles will think I’m no longer necessary in working with you.”
“You think so?” The director had sensed his attraction to her. Why else would they want her to seduce him?
“When he finds out I can’t influence your behavior, I’ll go back to working with our other killer beasts.”
“Not if he doesn’t know.” Before he left, he wanted to assess the situation. Meaning, remembering his true identity. And most important, help Gaby escape. She’d been brought here as a child and forced to their bidding. Her enslavement to Project Sabertooth encouraged his need to protect. His wolf didn’t protest. At last, they agreed on that.
“What do you mean?”
“Tell him your power works on me.”
She smiled. “Hmm. You have made it well known you like having me around.”
He threw her a wolfish grin. “Hell, yeah.” His wolf whined. I agree, but we can’t take a human seriously as a mate. How did his wolf know that?
“However, your attraction must be influenced by my wolf-segen charm.”
Could be truth in what she said. His hypocritical wolf agreed. She made him feel grounded. Warm all over. A wolf charmer might share
a different type of bond with werewolves. The fact he could not entirely control Gaby and her ability to know psychically he was a werewolf piqued his interest in keeping her. Yet, the word wolf-segen bothered him for some reason. Odd. “Trust me, I find you quite charming.” He gazed into her green eyes, wanting her more than anything, besides his memory. Maybe he didn’t want to remember. But why did his inner wolf warn him? Perhaps, he had a mate. The element of the forbidden clouded his mind. Human or not, he wanted her. His wolf retreated into the shadows in reluctant acquiescence.
“Precisely, all canines do.”
“Gaby, when was the last time you looked in the mirror? You are breathtakingly gorgeous.”
Instead of blushing like a shy schoolgirl, she put her mug down and took his. She put it on the coffee table and gazed at him. “You are the charming one, in a big bad wolf sort of way.”
Now, he turned shy wolf on her. She kissed him gently on the chin and his duplicitous wolf howled in deep satisfaction. Before he could reciprocate with wolfish appreciation, she stepped back as if surprised by her boldness.
Gaby snapped out of her enthrallment of Kane. Why had she kissed him? It wasn’t her nature to be forward with a hot guy. Or any guy. One she only knew for a few days, and a werewolf at that. “Sorry, I don’t know why I just did that.”
“I’m not complaining.” He smiled.
“I’m taking advantage of your vulnerability.”
“I’m twice your size and a foot taller. I believe you are the vulnerable one.”
“Seriously, I’m not the one with amnesia.” Who knew what other mental baggage his subconscious hid? Then again, he didn’t mention her emotional vulnerability. “Or lycanthropy.”
“You honestly think I suffer from lycanthropy?”
“You know the term?” She raised her brow. “Interesting. You are right. You don’t suffer from the psychological condition, but a real physiological one.”
Kane grinned. “I think kissing you is good therapy.”
No wonder she shared her past with him. She wagged a finger at him. “You did this.”
He grabbed her finger and his smile slipped. “Never point a finger at an alpha.”
Gaby pulled her finger back and though he could have kept it in his hard grip, he let go. “You used your alpha mind control to make me kiss you.”
“Honey, if that were true, you would have continued kissing me until…well…until dinner.”
Gaby crossed her arms. “How do I know you aren’t compelling me like you did Tomlin and the guards?”