Twenty Six

"Breathe" she told herself leaning on the door. This mate bond was really messing with her. It had to be it because the way she felt couldn't be attributed to anything, not even her own feelings. She wanted to be in his presence all day and night, wanted to feel his touch and snapped at any woman who tried to come close to him. When they came to visit, they'd stand at the foot of the bed as per her instructions. She'd told them any close contact might lead to an infection but they all knew she was only being territorial. 

Females were not allowed to go near him especially when she was around. And who in their right mind would allow another woman to snatch that man from her? She'd almost had an orgasm from a kiss alone. Even though she had never been with anyone, Clarisse was more in tune with her body than ever before. Maybe being a werewolf had heightened everything. Including the way her body reacted. She thought of going back to his room and asking him to finish what