[Sera]
"Only you make me like this."
The words scrape out of him, low and ragged, like they’ve been clawing at his throat for months.
My brain short-circuits for a second, trying to process. What the hell does that even mean?
I open my mouth to ask, to demand he explain this cryptic alpha bullshit, but before I can get a syllable out, his lips crash into mine.
Not the desperate, wolf-driven frenzy I'm used to. This is... different. Restrained. Almost calculated.
His hand cups the back of my neck, tilting my head like he owns the angle, and damn it, my body betrays me instantly. Heat pools low in my belly, that stupid mate bond humming to life like it's been waiting for this.
But this is human Killian. Gray eyes, not gold. No full moon madness excusing it. He's kissing me like he mea
