The Twice-Rejected Luna, His Only Healer
he growled, his grip tightening on her arms.
"Is this how you treat your potential savior?" Ella asked, her heart pounding in her chest, but she forced herself to remain calm.
"The smell of male arousal," she taunted, her voice mocking as she sniffed at him. "This isn’t your bedroom, Alpha Derek."
Her words sent Derek over the edge. Without thinking, he crashed his lips against hers, kissing her with a desperate, raw need. The kiss was rough, his teeth biting into her lower lip until he tasted blood. For a moment, Ella was too stunned to react.