Livia POV
** Warning - Spicy Chapter**
His eyes swirl with shadows, glowing like embers as he peers up at me from his knees, his wolf peeking through. The air around us is charged, thick with something that thrums under my skin, crawling through my veins like a dark, thrilling current. I can’t look away from him—the intensity in his gaze holds me captive, every sense sharpened, every breath labored.
His fingertips brush against my stomach, grazing my skin with a touch that sends a shiver down my spine as he slips the robe open. His nostrils flare, and a dark, primal hunger settles in his gaze, claiming every inch of me with an intensity that both thrills and terrifies. His wolf has taken over—there’s no denying it. Zeke’s usual restraint, his careful distance, is nowhere to be found.
