Heavy alpha scent fills the private suite of the Sterling Crown Medical Center, musk and pine wrapping thick around Elowen Hartwell’s senses until her head spins. Calloway Sterling presses his massive frame over hers on the wide leather couch, his hot breath fanning across her jawline while his hands grip her waist like vice grips. He leans down, burying his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply until his chest vibrates with a low, primal growl that makes her skin break into shivers."You smell so, so fucking good, Marlowe," Calloway mutters against her pulse point, his voice a rough rasp that carries the heavy command of an upper-tier wolf. His lips hit her bare skin, dragging up toward her jawline, and when his mouth captures hers, a deep groan escapes his throat.Elowen's fingers automatically loop over his broad shoulders, digging into the firm muscle of his back as she gives in to the brutal heat radiating off him. She does not care about the brutal snowstorm raging ou
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