KIERA
My body was imprisoned by him, and so was my will. And rest of my thoughts evaporated in his stormy eyes. His spicy masculine smell overcrowded my senses, and no matter how hard I tried to shut him out, he prevailed.
Cillian was everywhere. His dominance assaulted my pride, and yet my knees felt weak in his presence. My human brain was still coming to terms with the fact that this beast was the chosen mate for my wolf. A match so odd that even the stars were laughing down at me from above.
“This is madness,” I managed to croak. “Just let me go.”
His eyes seared into me. “I am not the kind of man who has a taste of something he’s starved for and then walks away.”
The words chased icicles down my spine. Does that mean he will never let me go? While my wolf was filled with hope,
