Evelyn
Damian's proximity bothered me, no matter how much I wanted to ignore it.
Fuck the mate bond.
His scent hit me first. Cold coffee smell, icy Chilly and sharp. It shouldn't have been appealing but somehow it was, demanding filling my nostrils and making me want to breathe deeper.
I hated that.
Eva, my wolf-no lovesick wolf wasn't helping me either. She was pacing in my head like crazy, fighting me for control so she could burst out and shove her big wolf head into his broad chest.
What the hell happened to "let me out Evelyn so we could kill that bastard vampire"?
But I guess it wasn't her fault. Her animal instincts were bound to feel this way about a mate. That's how the Moon Goddess made the bond. Stronger than any other emotions. Stronger the fact that vampires and werewo
