Matthew was sitting on the side of the bed where Aira was lying. He watches her sleep. They had just finished a few rounds of s*x. Aira was sleeping facing the window, so even though there was no light in his room, the moon still illuminated her gentle face.
And like he always does, he gently caresses her face. He felt some familiarity with what he was doing, which is why he couldn't help but touch the face of the woman he made his mistress.
He could feel her mate in her. He could feel Phoebe whenever he was with her. Especially when he's inside her that he doesn't want to pull out. Just like what he feels for Phoebe.
But how? Why? He asked himself over and over again. Physically, she is not his mate. She's a different person. A wolfless woman who enticed him.
How could he be attracted
