Selene's pov
Oh Goddess, why did I just say that?
It seemed like a good idea in the moment. Bastien was watching me with that predatory gleam in his eye and my heat sparked with a vengeance. One look and I combusted, flames of passion engulfing my body and driving all sense from my head.
Luna got the better of me, convinced me I needed him more than I needed oxygen, told me to say whatever it took to make him claim me. But I just challenged him, told him he hadn’t done his job as my mate – as if he wasn’t already angry enough.
He was going to rut me either way, I tell Luna ruefully, I didn’t have to provoke him.
Yes you did, his wolf needs this – and so do I. She insists.
She’s right, I realize, and she’s not alone in her desires. I need to feel Bastien’s dominance, I
