GWEN
The soft click of the door closing behind him sent a rush of tension down my spine.
I still couldn't move.
His presence filled the room before his scent did. Cedarwood and storm, thick with something darker tonight. I could feel it radiating from him in waves.
He didn't say a word after that.
No greeting. No apology.
Just silence.
His jaw was clenched,eyes shadowed, like he was at war with himself. But it wasn't grief that clouded his expression this time.
It was hunger.
He took a step closer, then another.
“Alpha–” I started, but the rest of my sentence was swallowed by the sudden press of his mouth on mine.
His kiss was rough. Desperate.
There was no gentleness. No words.
I should have pushed him away.
I should have reminded him who I was to him.
But instead, I kis
