Alpha Victor
A moan scratched the back of my throat at the delicious sparks that shot up my arm and straight to my core.
"Don't hate me."
I searched his whirlpool eyes as I wondered how he could think me capable of doing such a thing, "I've never hated you and will never hate you," my confession was met with a deep rumble that had his entire frame vibrating against mine.
The point of his tongue darted out of the corner of his lips, and swiped over the bottom before admitting on a restless breath, "You're going into heat."
My eyes widened until I was certain they'd just roll out of my head, "Excuse me, what? Heat, like an actual dog?"