Bound To The Mate Who Broke Me
I could feel his hardness even get closer, too close.
My hands gripped his shoulders, trying to push him back. “Darius, stop!”
With a sharp exhale, he stopped, chest heaving, eyes dark and unreadable.
I was overwhelmed by tension.
Just a year ago, I married Alpha Darius.
For years before that, I thought no one could ever truly want me. My curves had always been my curse, proof that I wasn’t like the other she-wolves in our pack. I was the girl people joked about, the one who tried every diet, every run, every spell of hormone treatment that never worked.