~Tamir’s PoV~
I’ve never had a problem with self-control before. It’s always been part of my character, and after what happened with my pack, it’s only gotten stronger. Those who have gotten to know me since I joined the North Star rogues might even say that I’m too controlled. I approach things logically, trying not to let emotion sway me. The only emotion I let have any power over me is the deep-seated hatred for Knox that drives all my actions.
However, at the moment, locked in a tiny space with the most intriguing woman I’ve ever met, who also happens to be my fated mate, I’m having a really hard time ignoring the way that I feel.
“What do you want, then?” Jenny asks me, and there’s an easy answer for that, if I let the controlled part of me off the hook for once.
I want her.
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