Reject After Pregnant For My Lycan Mate
Instead, there is an expression of such fierce longing on his face that it darkens the blue of his eyes and turns it into pitch black.
I swallow, putting distance between us as I move to announce the last perfume.
“And finally, this is Moonlit,” I say as I spritz the perfume I am most proud of. The perfume opens with the smell of wild forest and is an intoxicating blend of florals, including jasmine, tuberose, and night-blooming cereus. I designed it especially for werewolves, capturing the very essence of the night on a full moon.