Little wolf

"D-Damien," Emberlynn let out an involuntarily throaty moan as Damien's arms wrapped around her lower waist, pulling her closer to him.

The feel of his body, the heat and warmth, Oh beautiful goddess Selene!

Desire flooded into Emberlynn, even more intense than ever. Her senses heightened, and she was overly aware of her surroundings. But she didn't make a move to shove him as she would have done.

Instead, she pressed her body into him, responding to his warmth.

"My mate, Emberlynn," Damien responded as if he was trying to clear the doubt that had once clouded his senses.

This was the confirmation he needed; he believed so. Cadence wasn't just acting by himself as he had thought.

Emberlynn was truly his mate and curse breaker. And he didn't need the ancient spirit to whisper that to him.

Moving his hands up her face, he cupped it and leaned into her. He didn't know exactly what he was doing, but he couldn't control himself.

He couldn't control his errant thoughts that seemed to be am