Chapter 47

Tessa’s/Jessica’s POV

The tingles! Oh, goddess!

It's been three years since I last felt that. It's like small currents of electricity surged in my body, bringing me back alive.

But I knew better than to let myself swoon over him again. What we had before was just a play of fate.

He didn't really like me. It's all about pleasure and challenge. It was a… game.

If only the mark he had on my neck would be gone, I knew for sure that I wouldn't feel anything for him anymore.

"Are you sure?" my wolf maliciously contradicted.

I rolled my eyes in my mind. "Oh, shut up!"

"How did you become part of the White Clan? Are you even a white wolf?" Zane suspiciously asked.

We were now in his office. He was sitting on the solo sofa at the end of the coffee table, while Wendell was on the other solo sofa at the other end.

Meanwhile, Fred and Ronald were on the opposite two-seater sofa from where we were. Tyrone was leaning on the wall near us, quietly observing. Anastasha was on Wendell's side, as usual