Skye’s P.O.V.
I lay in the darkness, my heart beating far too quickly for someone trying to sleep. The room was quiet, save for the soft rhythm of Lila’s breathing beside me. Her warm presence next to me was both a comfort and a torment. We had kissed again, and every time I closed my eyes, the memory flared up like a wildfire, heating my skin all over again.
The way she had looked at me afterward, with those wide, trusting blue eyes, had nearly undone me. I had wanted more, so much more. The beast inside me, my wolf, Cooper, had growled in agreement, urging me to take what we both knew was rightfully ours. But then that insidious thought had slithered into my mind like a cold serpent: Lila had been engaged to another man just a couple of weeks ago.
I sighed, staring at the ceiling. Th
