SILAS’ POV
She looks breathtaking. I’m surprised.
My wolf growls in agreement.
More of her white creamy skin is on display, and it almost glows under the moonlight. I’m entranced by the subtle sway and jive of her hips. She laughs awkwardly with her new friend at something but continues dancing shyly.
I can’t look away even if I tried. It’s annoying and indescribable, but my eyes just can’t ignore her, not when she’s in front of me, dressed like that.
She suddenly stops and looks up to me. She’s painfully aware of me the same way I am of her. A sudden urge to have those brown eyes stare only at me takes over, but I fight it down.
Control, I remind myself. If it’s simply lust, I’ll have her sooner or later.
She turns away, having a conversation with her friend, and more displeasure
