“Aurora?”
A soft and caring voice echoed off the walls, but still, it wouldn’t ease my embarrassment. Here I stood, the Queen of the wolves struggling to contain her own wolf from killing a pup.
“f**k, what are you doing?” He grabbed my shoulder, tearing me off the wall. The skin on my arms was ripped away, and not a sound left my lips.
I couldn’t meet his gaze. I just couldn’t.
He checked me over and cupped my face, lifting my head to make sure I would meet his gaze.
“Look at me,” he whispered.
I took a deep breath, letting his pinecone scent fill me before I dared to meet his dark brown gaze.
“I’m sorry, I had to,” I mumbled.
He brushed his thumb on my cheek and softly pressed his body against mine before he wrapped his arms around me.
This time, a hiss left my lips when
