~LENNY~
The cold wind bites my wolf's face as we run through the forest, as fast as our paws can go. Our heart beats rapidly at the memory of Ben rubbing his d**k against my ass.
I enjoyed it. I'm ashamed to admit that I enjoyed it and even wished there was nothing between us so that I could feel his skin on mine.
But I also feel disgusted with it. I feel disgusted and betrayed at the thought that his d**k has been in Nessa, that his hands have touched her, that his lips have caressed her.
I can't sort out my feelings. Different sensations and emotions are drowning me and the only way I can think of to survive it, is to see Leo. To touch him. Kiss him.
My wolf pushes himself faster when he agrees with my thoughts. He also feels as confused as I do. He wants Leo. But he seems to want
