Zane’s POV
My saving angel…
A small smile crept over my face. Once I said those words with a sarcastic and mocking undertone. Now I realized it was my favorite nickname for her. She felt so perfect in my arms, all I wanted to do was hold her close and---
Kiss her!
For a second I could have sworn it was my wolf’s voice urging me. Or perhaps I just finally voiced the desire that had been brewing inside my guts ever since I’d first laid eyes on her. But I didn’t care which one it was.
I just wanted her…
I leaned forward and following my wolf’s or my own instincts, I brushed my lips against hers. Gently at first, seeing how she responded. She froze for a second, as if she couldn’t believe what was happening. The thought struck me that she might not want this. And had I been a normal man
