Lilith's POV
Rylan's lips crashed down on mine, and my brain just... stopped.
My eyes flew wide open, frozen, as his warm breath enveloped me completely.
Before my rationality could even kick in, the silver wolf deep within my soul—the one that had always slept—jolted awake.
It roared, a sound that shook my very core.
MINE!
That instinctual claim resonated perfectly with his earlier growl, like two chains finally snapping together.
My hands, which had been braced against his chest to push him away, instantly lost all their strength.
Instead, they slid up of their own accord, looping around his neck, pulling me deeper into his embrace as I kissed him back.
His assault turned fierce in an instant. He parted my lips, his tongue sweeping inside with an undeniable possessiveness.
