K I A R A
We had almost kissed.
Me and Damon.
And I wanted it.
I wanted it so bad that I almost grabbed him and pulled him back to me. I didn't understand what was happening between us. We went from enemies to... something else.
Something more.
He was still the arrogant possessive Alpha, but he was also protective, gentle and surprisingly caring.
And he made me feel things I'd never felt before.
He made me feel seen, desired and beautiful. I was so pissed off when he left when we were just about to kiss, but I also knew it was for the best.
He wasn't mine to want.
I was just a trophy wife. A pretty face to stand next to him. His words, not mine.
But as I lay in bed that night, I couldn't stop thinking about him. About the way he looked at me. The way he held me. The way he smel
