Victoria
The feeling of Leo's powerful hand at the small of my back guided me toward his sleek black SUV, each step making my heart flutter wildly against my ribcage. The shopping bags rustled in his free hand, but his eyes never left mine—dark, intense, holding promises that made my inner wolf whine with anticipation.
"You really went all out today," he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through me as he opened the passenger door.
I smoothed down the crimson wrap dress, suddenly hyper-aware of how it hugged every curve. “Do you like it?” I asked, forcing a teasing smile though my heart raced.
His eyes darkened, the golden flecks in them burning hotter. "I hate it," he said flatly, though the possessive edge in his tone made me smirk. "Every man in that room will
