Chapter 18

Weston’s POV

I looked back over Violet’s limp body, watching her chest gently rise and fall. She was absolutely gorgeous. More beautiful that I could ever truly admit to myself in the past. Her somewhat dorky style and flawless natural complexion made her have a striking appearance, now that I actually studied her. She had a perfectly toned body with plump and perky breasts that were a bit large on her tiny frame, but I wasn’t complaining. Her ass was even more delectable and just the thought of sinking into that tight round flesh made my cock stiffen almost immediately. Fuck. I inwardly whined to myself.

If I weren’t already promised to Morana, I would most fucking definitely take her for a catch, wolf or no wolf.

One thing I had to agree with Az about was the fact that she definitely wasn’t a wolf, but she also wasn’t human.

She had managed to blast me down onto my ass in a fit of rage that she wanted me to actually FEEL! What kind of creature had that type of ability?

‘Wesss