Tessa POV
"I'm sorry, I don't understand."
He smirked. "Yeah you do."
I understood. I just didn't dare entertain the idea that Richard Wolfe hadn't been able to stop thinking about my t!ts.
Get it out of his system? What did that mean? This was trap!
"Actually, I don't," I shook my head innocently.
"Whatever you were going to do that night," he explained. "I'm giving you the chance to finish it. Strip. Like you were going to. Bare yourself to me." He took slow, stalking steps towards me. His eyes slightly brightening.
"Make me desire you, stray. Coax me into giving you what you want. To be a member of the pack. That's what you want, isn't it? You wanna move about freely. Be protected by our powerful warriors. That's what you want, Theresa. You may get it. You may not. I'm giving
