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The threat of Adam’s wolf had subsided.
There was no reason to continue the scene.
Reaching down, I unlocked the leash from the hook on the floor, unbound his wrists and was reaching for the buckle on the collar when Adam’s hands caught my wrists, holding them gently. Stopping me. “Not yet,” he pleaded, looking up at me with puppy dog eyes.
He had never looked at me like that before and my heart started doing funny things in my chest.
“Please, not yet mistress.” He reiterated.
Staring deeply into his blue eyes, I tried to understand why he wasn’t ready.
We had gotten to the heart of the problem and discussed it. He had connected successfully with his wolf and the oath had been said. His wolf couldn’t harm me again—with a few exceptions of course.
This had been more tha
