-Phoenix-
I was determined to heed Hunter's advice, to sever our connection, but then she appeared wearing... that. Make no mistake, I relished it. The top, nearly sheer, hugged her petite frame, lifting and inviting, tempting me to indulge. And that skirt—damn that skirt!
I could envision effortlessly bending her forward, taking her while she remained clothed. Hope had never seemed more alluring. I longed to devour her, and before I knew it, control slipped away. My wolf surged forth, breaching the barrier between us, as I struggled to regain composure.
Yet, I couldn't deny the part of me that yearned for this to continue. Perhaps my primal self could show her a gentler side. Though I doubted it, seeing her transformation—her clear water blue eyes turning yellow—only fueled my desire.
