Luna’s Replacement
Lee cusses.
He comes close and wraps his arms around me, burying his face in the crook of my neck and inhaling my scent deeply. As he lifts me from the tub, I wrap my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck. He grips my thighs firmly, holding me in place. Our faces are so close that I can feel his minty breath on my skin.
We lose ourselves deeply in each other's eyes for a minute until I feel Artemis' disapproval in the back of my mind. She protests, saying Lee is not our mate, but I close the link with her. Our mate didn't even bother to wait or look for us.