His Second Chance Luna
A shiver of anxiety coiled beneath my skin at the thought, toes curling.
There must have been a change in my scent because Axel lifted his head, eyes narrowed, “Alright?” in a softer, gentler voice than usual. He was looking at me with big, worried eyes. I was startled, not realising that he had closed the distance between us.
The Alpha was dressed in a loose white shirt which clung to his wet skin. His hair was dark and damp, a few curls curving down his forehead attractively, and his eyes darkened at the edges. His lips were red, like he's been gnawing on them for a while. From this close, I could smell how the rut had changed his scent, made it more profound, rich, sweetened with hints of
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