Chapter Ten-Luther

She laid with her back toward me, curled into a ball and I sensed every time she thought about our night, every time a rush of adrenaline coursed through her. I knew she wasn't asleep, but I couldn’t say I knew, because it would confuse her. Everything in the upcoming weeks would confuse Blaire.

Go join her, my wolf coaxed.

I rolled my eyes and placed my forearm over my eyes in an attempt to drown myself of all emotion.

Everything about the night replayed in my mind like a never-ending slideshow. Her soft touch made my body purr, and it scared me. No woman had ever done that to me. I pressed my eyes closed tightly; praying for sleep, but it never came.

I knew a mate bond was strong, but nothing prepared me for this.

When sunlight hit the window the next morning, I was up and making coffee in the small kitchen. Blaire was half-asleep; her mouth opened slightly, one arm hanging off the bed. I wanted to join her, kiss and bite every square inch of her body until she begged me to stop