The second my lips touched his, the world halted.
There was no pack watching. No past between us. No pain. No mistakes. No years of silence and regret.
There was only him.
Only us.
Gabriel’s body went rigid against mine, his breath hitching, but the moment he registered what was happening, he lost his mind.
He wrapped me tighter in his arms, those huge hands sliding down to my waist, holding me as if he feared that I would vanish. He kissed me back — ferocious, hungrily, like he had been starving for this, for me, for years.
And maybe he had.
Maybe I had too.
I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t fight it.
I poured myself onto him, drowned in the taste of him, the heat of him, the claim of his body into mine as if it had always been his place.
Like he belonged there all alo
