We stared at each other for minutes, my wolf getting even more excited as the time prolonged. My wolf urged me to do what my heart was telling me, not to use my head, and I lost control of myself; I was tired of thinking, of wishing to do to her body as I wished. And I leaned in, even closer.
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“Liora, Liora, Liora. What are you doing to me?” I called her name trying to restrain myself from doing something foolish, as my emotions kept betraying me. I had to do everything possible to show her that I regretted how I treated her immediately after she left.
I had to explain to her that those acts were put up so that I would forget about her, but she remained in my head stubbornly, refusing to go. I have to explain to her that my sudden affection t
