~Aliyah’s POV~
His fingers were soft… I didn’t expect a man’s hands to be so soft.
Werewolves also possess super-healing abilities, but still, their skin never remains smooth. But Louis’s was different.
He was supposed to be cold; his touch was supposed to feel icy, but it was warm and… I know I shouldn’t be saying this, but I felt at home. His touch didn’t scare me; it felt safe.
His gaze wasn’t piercing, instead, he looked worried for me. I didn’t think he would show any kind of affection towards me, but the worry in his pretty icy grey eyes, with a hint of fear, made my heart flutter.
I know I shouldn’t be thinking like this… I shouldn’t be feeling like this… This was not what I expected or prayed for myself, but I couldn’t help it. The look and feel of his worried, icy grey ey
