Chapter 11

He tisked her and surprised her by reaching the bottom of his black v-neck and pulling it over his large frame. Her eyes widened at the animalistic side of her mate. Her wolf was howling as if it were a full moon. He was lean and muscular in all the right places, his shoulder broad, a solid chest, smooth-looking skin that she itched to touch with her fingertips, his stomach tone, and he was firm. His pants were held up because of a black belt, she tried her eyes back up to his to find him smirking at her.

He was igniting a spark within her and it was on becoming brighter.

She was breathing quickly, it was hard to swallow. She has never been in a situation like this before, no guy has ever thrown her on his bed and then taken his shirt off, and the fact that he was beyond hot helped.

This shit was better than imagination.

“Let me go,” She pleaded but she didn't think he would lunge at her with an enraged look on his face. she screamed and rolled over quickly, barely missing the out