Her lips were as soft as silk against mine. My wolf had been on edge since he smelt her arousal in the pack house and when she had stepped in and stopped Amanda from slapping him, he felt his desire for her grow even more. She was not a weak she wolf like Amanda had said. No, our mate was strong. Stronger then I think she even realized. But not just strong due to the power that was within her, but from her spirit. She had a fire in her to protect those around her that mattered the most to her. She would kill anyone that harmed those she cared for and would not think twice about it.
Warg pulled her close, her body now flush against ours. He bit her lip, pulling a small gasp from her before he deepened the kiss. The two of them had completely forgotten about the crowd of pack members that
