Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 12

Xena's POV

I felt the bass thumping through my body as we made our way to the dance floor. Ama let out an excited "Hell yeah!" before grabbing Leonard's hand. Logan and Keira followed close behind, his arm draped possessively around her shoulders.

The moment we hit the dance floor, Samuel's hands found their way to my hips, his body pressing against mine from behind. The warmth of his chest against my back sent a familiar thrill through me.

Damn, woman. I want to take a bite, his voice echoed through our pack link, low and

seductive.

I couldn't help but smirk as I pressed back against him, our bodies moving in perfect sync to the pulsing rhythm. Just one bite, I teased back through the link, feeling a rush of heat at the thought. The chemistry between us was electric-but there was always that unspoken understanding hanging over us. We both knew that if we weren't mates, a relationship would only end in heartbreak.

I rested my head against his chest, letting myself enjoy the moment.

As Beyoncé's "Single Ladies" started playing, Logan groaned dramatically and tugged on Keira's hand. "That's our cue to get drinks," he shouted, Samuel nodding in agreement as they escaped the dance floor.

up, scanning the crowd, and found Samuel watching me from

Ama asked, her voice close to

despite the heat rising to

Keira asked, her eyes widening

better look at him.

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Chapter 12

"He came to the shop to get his bike

lingered appreciatively on Ryder's tall frame and broad shoulders.

go for him,” she

into our circle. He was flanked

eyes sweeping over us in a way that made my skin crawl. What a

said firmly, already shifting

he said, reaching out and placing a

to deck him right then and there-but this was my club, and the last thing I needed

Ama and Keira and pulled them away from