CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The cool forest air brushes against my skin as I stand there, looking up into Silas's deep green eyes that always seems to pierce right through me. He steps closer, his presence comforting yet electrifying. My heart drums a wild rhythm, aware of what's about to happen before my mind fully catches up.
"Silas," I whisper, the name slipping out like a secret meant only for the night.
His hand gently cradles my cheek, and I can feel the warmth radiating from his palm. The world around us—the rustling leaves, the distant howl of a pack member—fades into nothingness. There is only Silas and the anticipation tingling between us.
"Hey," he murmurs, his voice low and filled with emotion. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time."
Before I have a chance to respond, his lips
