His Remated Regret
"My Luna doesn't need my protection; she can handle those flies herself."
"But I'm still really annoyed."
He suddenly pinned me to the sofa, his wolf eyes reflecting my image.
"So tonight, you're going to compensate me double."
Before I could react, his kiss was already overwhelming me.
Late at night, I snuggled in Damian's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat.
"Damian."
"Hmm?"
"Caleb looked so pained today."
Damian's hand tightened around my waist.
"Are you feeling sorry for him?"
"No," I shook my head. "I just think… he might truly regret it."