AURORA'S POV:
“What are we... no, tell me, what am I doing here?” I finally found my voice, a mere whisper, breaking with uncertainty. My heart drummed wildly against my ribcage. Part of me urged him to touch me, to take me, even though I had never been with any wolf. This craving… it was sickening. It felt deep, primal. Fated.
And yet, it was wrong. Or maybe it wasn't.
When I looked up at Dante, I could see it in his eyes, he was feeling it too. His gaze was all over me with a hunger he couldn’t hide. He stepped forward, he was two feet closer now, and my body shook with anticipation, growing impatient with every second he hadn't touched me yet.
“Yes… he is all ours,” Fay purred inside me. Her excitement washed over me like a flood. Pushing my hesitation aside.
Yet, something deep
