Chapter 22

The birds chirped outside and she realized the daylight already came. Days passed just like that since that night. All she did was staring at the ceiling of her bedroom while her fingers were touching her lips. There was no word to describe the feeling she had when he kissed her a few nights ago. It felt sinfully right. Was it a sin to have her mate kissing her? Probably not. That was what should happen when a werewolf had a mate, but she never expected her moment would come—not after what she had been through. Her childhood wasn’t exactly the prettiest experience she had. The painful experien