15 : Not Healed

EVANGELINE

The emerald shade of his iris darkened with a newfound intensity and before I knew it, his strong hand had clasped around the back of my neck and pulled me close, my breasts hitting his hard chest. His wall of chest pressed into my own as I felt my breath catch in my throat.

A current ran down my spine as every inch of my body turned aware of his presence and my heart raced in my chest. A thread of molten heat skated down my belly and pooled onto my inner thighs, making the walls of my core clench.

The spicy scent of mint trapped me in a whirlpool of desire, my wolf entranced by his powerful presence. The warmth and strength of his fingers slid down to my neck like a snake of lust. The sound of his heart beating loudly thundered in my ears and resonated between us. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to dive into his magnetic scent and feel him under my touch.

I tried to throttle the dizzying current that raced through my veins as my body melted into his touch. As