Desire Untamed

How could any of this nightmare be real?
Yet it was. Even as she questioned the insanity that made her agree to this trip, part of her shook with the nervous excitement of discovering who and what she really was

“Looks like the Pairing Ceremony may not be necessary after all, eh?”
“Like hell.” What was the matter with him? He was acting like his beast had already claimed her. But she wasn’t his and probably never would be. Hell, he didn’t want her to be.
But the thought of anyone so much as touching her burned a hole in his gut the size of his fist.
Lyon dug his hand in his hair, raking it off his face.
He was so screwed

Tighe turned toward Lyon, his strong face animated. With his fashionably short, sun-bleached hair and wicked smile, he was every bit as good-looking as Lyon, though in an entirely different way. Though both men were far larger than most, Lyon had the broad shoulders and chest of a linebacker. Tighe had the sleek, muscular build of a quarterback and an overabundance of sexy charm.
But it was Lyon, with his intense amber eyes and air of command that pulled at her. And when he glanced back, meeting her gaze, made her breath quicken and her pulse kick up. Was this attraction real, or yet another thing he was forcing on her

Tighe nodded. “Understood.” He slipped on his dark shades, then slung his arm across Kara’s stiff shoulders, ushering her to the plane.
Something dark and jealous deep inside Lyon sprouted claws. There was only one reason Tighe put on sunglasses in the middle of the night. He was becoming aroused. When this particular warrior’s interest was piqued by a female, his eyes turned from green man’s eyes to golden cat’s eyes

Tighe looked at Kara curiously as he bowed his head. “Radiant.”
“I’m…Kara.” Wariness and exhaustion laced her voice. “Kara MacAllister.”
Tighe threw Lyon a questioning look over Kara’s head.
“She’s the one,” Lyon confirmed. “She was raised human, with no knowledge of the Therian race.”
Tighe whistled low. “That’s awkward