VIKTOR.
Hot damn.
She is … kissing me
Rowan is kissing me.
Of her own accord.
I am too stunned to move, too scared that if I do, she will break it off, say that it was a mistake
This is the first time we have kissed, no.
But it is the first time she has initiated it and boy, does that make me giddy with joy.
“Am I doing something wrong?” She asks as she pulls away to stare at me.
“What?” I gasp out. “Why would you ask that?”
“Because, you are just sitting there, like stone.”
“Right. My apol6,” I say before pulling her back to me, this time a very eager participant.
My lips crash onto hers, mouth open as my tongue slips easily into hers.
She is more than receptive and soon, we are both battling for dominance, two dominant wolves unwilling to give in.
Somehow in the midst of
