Phoebe
I was really ready. I wouldn’t waver because I truly wanted this. Finley and his warmth always made me feel safe. He always understood me.
If he said he wanted to take things slow, that meant he was being considerate of me. I didn’t think any man would refuse a woman’s body. Even Hayden, as rigid as he was, still desired me.
I wouldn’t take back my words. When I saw Finley’s brown eyes shift to gold, I spoke without hesitation. He wanted me, even if he had tried to hide it.
"Finley, mate me. I want you to have this part of me too."
Finley was the first to mark me—he should be the first to mate with me as well. My thoughts had been consumed by Hayden while I had been neglecting him. A flicker of guilt stirred inside me.
"Can I be possessive like Hayden? Impulsive like Adonis? A
