Keshton’s face showed signs of stress, as he wondered if she would accept his hand. Those moments when she stared at his hand without saying a thing felt like hours to him. His muscles tensed, and his wolf paused in his mind, uncertain about her decision. Sibyl tore her eyes from his hand and looked up at him. “Okay, let’s go,” she smiled and placed her hand in his. Keshton secretly let go of the breath he had been holding while his wolf howled in his mind in victory. “You choose the place,” he smiled and started leading her to the car. Walking by his side, Sibyl looked down at his hand, possessively locked around hers and then up at his happy face as he took off her glasses and tied her seat belt as soon as she got in the car. Her lips curled into a secret smile, and she looked outside th
