_Anya’s POV_
When Alpha Jacob pulled back, I could not breathe properly.
My chest rose and fell too fast. My lips still tingled where his had been. My fingers were still clutching his shirt and I did not even remember when I had grabbed him like that.
For a moment, I just stood there and stared at him. His eyes were still on me. They were dark and intense....like he was not finished.
Heat rushed to my face so quickly that it almost hurt.
What did I just do?
Maya sounded far too pleased. You kissed him back.
“I did not mean to,” I whispered under my breath.
Liar.
I swallowed hard and finally let go of his shirt. My hands felt strange....like they did not belong to me anymore. I took a small step back, then another.
“I…” I started, but the words would not come out right.
Alpha Jac
