Destined Reunion
He tossed me into the passenger seat of a massive black vehicle I'd never seen before—a truck.
The beast roared to life, headlights cutting through the ancient forest.
Destination: unknown.
We stopped at a simple yet modern cabin deep in Black Stone Forest. This was his den.
The moment the door slammed shut, he pounced. My fur-trimmed traveling cloak was torn away. His hand gripped the nape of my neck firmly, forcing my head up.
His lips crushed against mine in a punishing kiss filled with years of anger and hungry longing.
Pain shot through my lips. I tried pushing him away, gasping his name, "Lucas..."