Alpha Female Janice’s Point of View
I could feel his constant gaze burning on my skin. He was following me like a shadow, always there, lurking just out of sight. It was a phantom presence that drove my wolf, Mena, to the edge of madness.
She whimpered and paced within me, yearning for her mate. It was a primal need to be near him, to feel his presence, but for me, it felt impossible. How could I approach someone I didn't know? I needed to see his face, to know where he was hiding, before I could even begin to bridge the distance between us.
Adding to the growing tension was the undeniable urgency of my impending heat.
A wave of warmth was starting to radiate from deep within me, a slow, insistent burn that threatened to erupt into a consuming wildfire. Another day, perhaps even less,
