Freya
Adrian’s lips were soft against mine, sweet even. Sweeter than anything I had ever tasted. The feeling of his hands holding me felt so natural, so right like I could stay like that forever.
But when I pulled back from the kiss to breathe, a storm of feelings hit me all at once. I could not speak. I could not move. I just stood there and stared up at Adrian, shocked.
It felt like I had stepped out of my own body and was watching everything happen from far away. My heart was beating fast. My lips still felt warm from his kiss. Did that really just happen, or was I in another trance?
Then my eyes fell on the mating mark on Adrian’s neck.
The reddish mark caught the light as he leaned down to kiss me again. Without thinking, I leaned back before our lips could meet.
A cold feeling
