Ashton’s POV
Phoenix eyes that had fire in them.
Scent that made me drunk.
And lips I didn’t need to touch to be called by it.
That was her. She was fierce I could tell. She knew to stand her ground and she knew to rile my wolf up too. Make it act up and bend to her will against my f*****g wishes.
Desires I told myself would never come until today. Not until I crossed my safe line.
Secret?
She wanted me. Or so I tell myself but everytime I looked into those eyes, it seemed I was fooling myself. Every time she looked at me, it seemed I could see annoyance hidden in them.
And I couldn't stop it from hurting. “I didn't care,” I told myself.
However, I couldn’t stop myself from holding her chin, only able to have better control of my thumb, itching to touch those lips. Once. Just once
