I know he can sense what I do. As he steps forward to close the distance between us, a look of longing on his handsome face. His eyes are locked on mine and look like they are darkening.
“My Fated, My Home,” we voice together, placing my hand on his cheek.
This handsome Wolf is My Fated. He growls softly in delight leaning into my touch. Static electric sparks fly up my arm straight to my heart, and my insides flutter. I feel so much devotion; it’s amazing.
“Yes, we have found each other,” I say sweetly. “But I’m afraid I have to kick your ass now!” I finish in a harsher tone.
I blow him a kiss, and he smiles, leaning in for a real one. As a surprise turn, I took his head, forcing it down, bringing my knee up to connect with his face.
Then using him, I jump up, flipping back a
