SEBASTIAN
Ruby had done something strange to me. I thought I could keep my wolf under control, suppressing the cravings for s*x to protect our fake bond.
But since that intense moment with her last night that I smelled her arousal, my control began slipping
My wolf had gone wild, fierce and restless.
I’d fought against the pull all day, trying to shake the sensations gnawing at me.
But the moment I stepped into Lex Club with Robert, where one of our teammates was celebrating his birthday, the last thread of control snapped.
The heavy scent of alcohol filled the air, laced with a faint, unmistakable smell of s*x. That slight trace should’ve been easy to ignore, but it hit me hard, igniting something feral within me.
"I want to go," I whispered into Robert’s ear.
He snapped his head
