*Melina*
I don’t know how long I have slept, but I awake to his arm still around me, his free hand toying with strands of my hair. I wish I didn’t require the darkness, but I want nothing to ruin what had just passed between us.
“Was it all you expected?" he asks.
I let out a small sigh, “How did you know I was awake?”
“Your eyelashes fluttered against my chest.” He tucks my hair behind my ear. “Well?”
“More so. It doesn’t seem right that she-wolves can’t experience it outside of marriage.” I mumble.
He chuckles, “Obviously, there are she-wolves who do.”
“But if they are caught, there are repercussions.” I ease up, place my chin on his chest, and narrow my eyes, trying to discern his silhouette. “For someone with an aversion to virgins, you certainly handled matters well.”
“Do you
