Tristan – POV
The taste of Faye was intoxicating; just a kiss stirred a deep desire within me. Her consent to join my Luna sparked suspicion in my mind. Could she have ulterior motives? I yearned to be trapped by her games. As we broke from the kiss, I searched her eyes for consent. Lust was evident in her gaze, yet there was a hint of uncertainty. I pulled back, confused to cloud her expression.
"What is happening?" she whispered, her soft, panting voice further igniting my desire. It was a struggle to maintain control.
"Claim her. With her power, we can destroy the Pack and become feared among the others," my wolf Ben urged. I resisted, torn between his push and the puzzled face of Faye staring back at me. Her hand rested on my chest, my self-control teetering on the edge.
"Faye, wha
