21 Letting Go

Emily,

Clutching onto Kane, he effortlessly whisked me away to his room, eradicating any lingering doubts within me. At that moment, my entire being—body, heart, and wolf—yearned for me to surrender to the sacred gift bestowed upon me. I willingly allowed his intoxicating scent to envelop me, his solid frame to shield me, and his comforting warmth to banish the coldness that had haunted me for far too long.

Upon entering his room, the door was gently sealed shut with a nudge of his leg, shutting out the outside world. The soft glow of tungsten lighting suffused the room, setting the mood for the imminent experience. With anticipation coursing through my veins, my heart raced in expectation of what was to come.

Guiding me to his bed, Kane tenderly laid me down, his gaze penetrating into the depths of my eyes. In his search for consent and reassurance, I believed I had already conveyed my desires, but perhaps my spoken words had fallen short. Holding onto him tightly, I pulled him closer