Chapter Fifteen: It Shouldn't Have Happened

Lucas

The air in the room was thick with passion and emotions. It was almost as though a long-suppressed desire was being fulfilled, and I could barely control myself in that moment. I felt the magnetic pull when her eyes were on me, and my logic and reasoning became clouded with an overwhelming craving, a hunger that would not go away.

Our lips collided in a passionate clash as I leaned in. It was a kiss born out of yearning, annoyance, and everything we had been attempting to ignore and pretend like it didn't exist. Her lips were gentle against mine, and in the heated space between us, her breath mingled with mine.

For a moment, I lost myself in the taste of her and the feeling of her body pressing against mine. It was a sensation I had denied myself and my wolf because of how wrong it felt to feel this way, which only turned out to be an ache that had only grown more pronounced with each passing day.

Then reality crashed into me like a huge wave as quickly as the kiss heated up.