Chapter 44
Kali's POV
I didn’t know what burned hotter in my chest, rage or want. Maybe it was a mix of both, but whatever it was, I wouldn't exactly say I was the biggest fan of it. To be more specific, I hated that the want burned all around me, I hated that I craved it all the more, despite saying I didn't. I hated that every bit of it drove me crazy, but it did nothing to dull the hunger I felt.
My skin still remembered Diego’s hand on my throat, his mouth a breath away from mine, his voice promising that he wasn’t done with me. Everyone knew the great alpha Diego didn't make empty promises, and all that made me wonder, was what the hell he had in store for me, and most importantly, would I be able to handle it?
Our moment in the garden picked that exact moment to replay itself
