Allister
Landon's P O V :
We both battled for dominance as our tongues fought against each other. As I felt the soft, plump lips of his, the sane part of my brain stopped working. We both explored the familiar territories, hoping to find something new and strange this time. My teeth nibbled his lips, making him moan. The soft moan of his did something unthinkable as I felt my wolf Allister trying to take control and come over. I immediately pulled out and placed him on the ground. My sudden change in behavior made John stare at me with wide eyes.
" What's wrong ? ", he whispered, trying to catch his breath.
" Just give me a minute. It's Allister ", I said.
" What, Allister ? ", he asked.
" He is trying to take control and that's not a good thing to do now ", I said.
I stared at h
