ARLO’S POV
Flint and I are fighting to keep control, while we have been giving in more and it’s been helping, I’m a werewolf hulk when it comes to strong emotions, strong emotions like lust. Watching her kiss Atlas in front of me was enough to cause me to shift right there, so I did the only thing I could, which was occupy my brain with her lips. I didn’t worry about her wants or needs at that moment, and I didn’t worry about scaring her off with my demanding kiss. I was simply focusing on not shifting on the dance floor of a human club and exposing us to everyone, kissing her was just a bonus. Atlas is lowering his head to her neck and for a moment I’m angry that he is inserting himself into this moment, but a moan leaves my mates mouth that literally makes me come undone.
Flint is
