Her eyes stayed on him for a long moment; what was he doing? What was he thinking? It was so hard to see what he was thinking. He just stood there in the shadows, his mismatched, near luminescent gaze eyeing her through the darkness of her room. She didn’t need the light as her ability of nocturnal vision, caused her to see his muscularly large frame standing there perfectly still and stoic and she knew he, the same.
As they stood there distantly facing one another, Kazmiyah felt a shudder run through her as she remembered the night that the toweringly large alpha held her pinned to the table in the library. The cool skin of his large hands securely tightened around her wrists as she heard him inhale her before his incisors tickled against her exposed flesh. Even then, he had a sa
