Chapter Twenty-Nine
Stasia sat up and placed her hand on Owen's cheek to turn his head towards hers. He resisted for a moment and then let her move him. When she caught sight of his eyes she almost gasped. They'd gone that same wolfish yellow she'd seen before, and she could almost swear she saw fangs peeking out of his mouth.
"Why are you trying to hide from me?" she asked. Maybe the sight of his wolf so close to the surface should have scared away her l**t, but her body was still tight with it. She wasn't about to run away just because she was seeing some of Owen's true self.
Owen turned his head until he could brush a kiss against her palm before he spoke. "You're dealing with enough, you shouldn't need to deal with my lack of control."
"Control?" She couldn't help but smile. She ki
