Aria’s POV
Kissing Seth after the waking nightmare of a day that I had felt like coming home and putting on your most comfy pajamas after a bad day. For a minute, I allowed myself to get lost in that kiss and leaned my body closer to his muscular chest while our tongues danced, taking my breath away. Pressing my fingertips against the exposed skin at his neck, I tried to search through my skin for the sparks I was supposed to feel, past the pain there was... maybe... a slight warmth there, but nothing else - no wolf in my head, not even the incessant howling from earlier.
“What’s wrong, Aria?” Seth was looking at me strangely, his eyes still hooded, but his brows quirked at odd angles.
“What? Nothing. Nothing is wrong. That was... amazing. Why did you stop?” Now it was my turn to look
