~DAMIEN~I push myself up and away from Holly slowly, forcing my wolf to calm the hell down. Holly is still beneath me, flushed, hair spread like a dark halo, eyes hazy with pleasure and questions she’s been holding back for far too long.The room smells like sex. Like her.If I don’t put distance between us now, I’ll lose control again—and this conversation matters too much for that.I sit back on my heels, dragging a hand down my chest, steadying my breathing. “Alright,” I say roughly. “We’ll talk.”She sits up, and wraps the blanket around herself but scoots closer anyway, her thigh brushing mine. Completely unintentional. Completely dangerous.“You said you want to know everything,” I continue. “Once I start, there’s no half-truths. No sugar-coating.”“I can handle it,” she says softly.I look at her for a long moment. “I know.”I don’t tell people what I am.Not because I’m ashamed—never that—but because once the truth leaves your lips, it changes every
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