Chapter Twelve

~ Nox

From the moment she walked into the dining room, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. It was like as if her very essence called to me and this way, nothing else mattered but her.

Her delicious scent made my mouth water for a taste of her large bosom, her curvy hips and the treasure that lied within them. Before my mind could go astray, I looked away but then, my traitorous eyes found my way back to her again.

I was able to control my lust for her until Mabel began to say spiteful things about her person, and our bond became assaulted with waves upon waves of her sadness and pain.

The fact that she kept calm and gave Mabel a false name right when Roman and I were still contemplating how she would be introduced made my wolf and I feel something we hadn’t felt for someone in a while - Pride.

Maybe, it was the bond between us, but I instantly became aware of her need to be comforted. Somehow, I just knew she needed physical contact and I had been right. It was fascinating the way