Flora’s P.O.V
Andre’s arms came around me instantly, holding me to his chest as he deepened the kiss.
The wrongness of it all hit me full force and I knew I had made a mistake.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be! This wasn’t the person I was supposed to be with, or kiss or let him touch me. I felt my skin crawl at the thought of going any further and I hit his chest a couple times to let him know I was uncomfortable.
A growl left Andre’s throat as he pulled me even closer, to the point where I was plastered against him. And I knew I had to stop him.
Gathering all my strength, I pushed him back with my wolf’s force, making him release me and tumble to the floor, but not before I felt one of his claws slice through the exposed skin on my arm. He wasn’t just a werewolf, but a soldier
