Chapter 53

James

My mind was clouded with lust. My thinking was foggy. I barely managed to ask questions to find out whether Laila gave me consent or not. My self-control was almost gone. After all these long and torturous weeks, her body was pressed to mine. She was in my hands – heating up from pleasure, shivering. She was moaning. Those sweet sounds echoed in my mind on repeat, as I loved those moans so much already. I could smell her arousal. It was driving me and my wolf nuts. All this is like a drug to my brain that sends my self-control out of the window.

I've wanted her badly since day one and now I just can't stand it anymore. I can't postpone having her anymore. But should our first time be in bed, not in the middle of a wild forest? Something romantic with lit candles and rose petals? Did she even like stuff like that? F*ck, I don't even know those details about her... Idiot! She wasn’t a werewolf but she wasn't a typical American girl either that I had had this far. She was such an