My body trembled against his, not from fear, but need. I felt utter humiliation at the way I was acting toward him. One half of me wanted to crawl into a hole and die, while the other half… the other half wanted to beg him to claim me. I closed my eyes to block the sight of him out. An alpha’s nose was stronger than the average wolf, and although he’s not alpha yet, it runs in his veins. His eyes lock on my lips and I push weakly against his chest.
“Why? I haven’t done anything!” I said stubbornly.
“You’ve done plenty,” he growled.
I don’t know what he meant by that and I didn’t understand the look in his eyes. His arm wrapped around my waist and I’m pulled up until my chest rubs against his. I whimper as my hardened peaks brush against hard muscle. I’ve been turned on for Goddess knows
