Gregory’s wolf growled in the back of his mind, the sound vibrating through his chest.
He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the urge rising inside him. Eve was too close. That scent, so similar to Emma’s, was messing with his senses, clouding his thoughts.
Before he could stop himself, he turned toward her, his eyes locking onto hers. Something primal flashed in his gaze—something dark and uncontrollable.
Eve’s breath hitched, but she didn’t move. She didn’t flinch. Instead, she held his gaze, her eyes soft with understanding.
And then, without thinking, Gregory closed the gap between them. His lips crashed onto hers, fierce and desperate.
Eve’s body tensed for a moment, surprised, but then she melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck.
The taste of her lips—it wa
