Reed’s POVHer breath caught, and I saw the tremor run through her. But the way she looked at me now, wide-eyed, was making me lose the little control I had left.“I need you,” I said. The words scraped out raw, but they were the truth.Her chest tightened. “You… what?”My hand lifted almost on its own, cupping her cheek. My fingers shook. “I can’t hold it back.”“Reed—” she whispered, but I couldn’t stop. My lips crashed against hers, desperate, years of restraint burning to ash.She pushed lightly against my chest at first, and I braced myself for rejection. But then her hands curled, clutching instead of pushing me away.Heat surged. My kiss grew rougher, hungrier.“Wait, I—” she tried, breaking the kiss.“I can’t,” I murmured against her mouth, my wolf clawing at the surface. The world blurred, the faint scent of her skin, the way her body leaned into mine, the gold flashing at the edge of my vision.“Ilaria,” I breathed, my voice hoarse. My wolf pushed through, fiercely. “Mine.”
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