s**t.
His breath fanned my cheeks as he approached me and lowered his head. My senses were overwhelmed by his strong, masculine, earthy aroma.
"You are only mine. Amelia, mine only." He whispered, and I shuddered as his lips said my name. He pulls away again, too quickly, and I frown while staring at him. He peered back at me with hooded eyes, and I whimpered beneath his glare. My wolf was whining in my head.
He chuckles and takes a step back before walking towards the door, and I want to tell him to come back. When he got there, he turned back to face me.
"My parents are here to see you, so get dressed and come down for dinner."
With that, he was gone, leaving me dazed.
Shaking my head, I calm my beating heart and look down at my hands, where I see myself grasping something tightly.
