ALEXANDER’S POV
I sat in the dark study of Eliza’s pack house. My fingers drummed against the armrest of the chair as I replayed the memory of my recent closeness with Eliza.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t push her out of my mind. Her beautiful face, her scent, the way her lips had felt against mine—it was too much.
That kiss…
I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, trying to focus, but my body betrayed me.
The thought of her, the way her body fit perfectly against mine, was enough to make me ache with longing. The thought of it made my c**k twitch with excitement.
Every detail replayed in my mind—the warmth of her touch, the softness of her lips, the way she looked at me with those intense brown eyes of her.
My wolf stirred restlessly at the thought
