- LUCA
The air in this rotting shack was thin, but the jealousy in my lungs was thick enough to choke on.
I had her pinned beneath me on the cheap, crinkling pallet, and all I could think about was the wolf on the other side of that cramped room.
Nobregas was there in the corner, probably straining his ears, playing the noble protector in his head.
"Stop it, Luca," Aria hissed, her hands flat against my chest. Her skin was finally warm, glowing from the friction of my body against hers. "He’s right there. Have some damn respect."
"Respect?" I let out a low, jagged laugh. I shifted my weight, deliberately letting the floorboards groan under us. "This is my house now, Aria. Because you’re in it. Everything you touch belongs to me. If he doesn’t like the noice, he can go stan
