[Xanthea]
“I… am sorry…”
My heart hammered wildly in my chest as I impulsively blurted out the stream of apologies.
Still perched on his shoes, I loosened my grip on his clothes, but he still held me just as tight against himself until he let go abruptly and I stumbled to the floor.
Bringing my hand to my chest, I cowered under his glare, nervously nibbling my lower lip.
“I… am really sorry, Alpha. I should have listened to you. I am sorry. I… shouldn’t have acted on my own. I am truly sorry… Alpha. I don’t know what I was thinking—”
I yelped as he grabbed my jaws. Pinning me against the wall, he crashed his lips against mine, muffling my incoherent words into desperate, breathless moans. His tongue dominated my mouth, stealing words right off my tongue.
In a daze, I knit my brows
