After their tender –scratch that… after their passion-filled moment together, Heather had felt the need to steel her resolve. She couldn’t allow Damien to have this much hold over her, so soon after meeting him too.
Sure she had agreed to live under the same roof, but she was secretly waiting for the opportunity to flee –again. Since she had yet to be admitted into the pack officially, and had yet to be marked by him, she would have little to no problem leaving him and the pack behind.
She wasn’t Luna-material. She was a shy nobody… or at least she used to be, until the rogues attacked her home. Her new-found sass could only be due to her sleep deprivation, as for awakened sensuality, she could only blame her damned alpha mate for that.
Sure, she was a teenager, and teenagers have
