LEO
Sol grabbing my hand felt like a shift in things between us. Her face had flamed when she slid her hand into mine, and neither of us wanted to let go. The simple fact that I affected her had my blood pounding.
Before I found out that she was my mate, I’d dated. Slept around would be a more accurate description as there wasn’t much in terms of relationships. I would meet an older woman, usually someone near my sister’s age, chase them, and eventually sleep with them. We’d have fun for a while, and then I would move on. I was far more attracted to older she-wolves than those my age, but they were mostly interested in one thing. It definitely wasn’t my personality or a mate bond.
Offering Sol my hand as she got off the bike may have been stupid. I’d been flirting with touching her so
