ZAYA’S POV
My mind was a mess.
A mess that my body craved and was pleased with. And on top of me was a man who hated me. But he hated me so much he put effort into making me his.
He was on top of me, giving and taking me to heights of pleasure I never knew existed.
It was sad how a man who wasn’t my mate, was making me feel things my mate – well Ex mate – couldn’t and it made me wonder if it was because of the anger and hate we both had that was directed to one another.
And the way that he touched me, kissed me like he had always wanted to do just that, made me want him.
I hate him, but every part of me, heart included, wants him. Goddess, help me.
“You’re f**king beautiful, Zaya, and I can’t wait to make you mine.” That wasn’t the cold Alpha Kade talking. That was someone els
