I had Matthias on his knees, his face was mere inches away from my face. I most definitely felt the tension between us both, and I knew he felt it too. As I stared into his crystal blue eyes, I fought the need to caress his face and trace his scar. His beautifully gelled black ringlet-curls framed his face ever so beautifully, but I noticed his hair was down today as well. I don’t know why I felt such a pull to him as we stood so close. But then I remembered the bullshit he put me through. He had his beta wolf throw me in a silver bar cage, had me sleep on a dirty, cold ground, and not to mention being woken up by a freezing water pressure hose. But despite his cruel ways, I could see this was eating him up, but I stood my ground. If I was really in danger like he said, and he really wante
