Nara
I open my eyes and check the clock; it's 05:30. Sighing heavily, I leave my bed.
I go to the shower and get ready, and I look in the half-broken mirror as I remember the erotic dream I had of Kian. I close my eyes as I think of his hands on me. The dream was vivid, and I didn't want to wake up. Every day that passes, I feel the bond getting stronger; it's like a thirst I can't quench, a fire I can't extinguish, and I'm scared it will consume me whole. Why would I complain if it did? I want it to, but again, it isn't good. I know it's wrong. He doesn't want me, and I should hate him, right? Heck, I need
to revolt against him, but again, my attraction toward the young Alpha is none as I've ever felt before. He is a man who can't be ignored. I bring my fingers to my breast, cupping th
