Chapter Twenty-Eight
Owen couldn't resist kissing Stasia. Every moment they were apart was too long, and he and his wolf were in agreement on that. The thought of her staying with them, working with them, only added fire to his blood. She hadn't said yes. She might not say yes. But the possibility was there now.
There was no telling what the future held for them, but now they had a chance to seize it.
Stasia wrapped her legs around his waist as he leaned against the wall and held her in place, his c**k hardening to steel as he pressed against her.
"Yes," his mate groaned, deepening their kiss.
Owen's mind was in a haze of l**t as he flashed through all the things he could do to her, all the things they could do together. He wanted to steal her away and lock them both up in a tower som
