MEGHAN
Mate!, my wolf screamed – but it was not a happy scream. It perfectly reflected the way I felt: horrified.
And that horror only grew when I saw him march towards me, his imposing body almost changing the gravity in the room.
No, no, no …
I tried to move away, but my legs and feet didn’t seem to answer me anymore: I was stuck there, as if I was chained to the ground.
My horror, panic and disgust only grew as he quickly approached me – foot by foot, inch by inch … until he was right in front of me, looking as if he couldn’t believe I was actually there.
“Meg” he whispered as he reached me, smiling as if he were the happiest man on earth: then, he placed his hands on my face and kissed me.
The utter disgust and terror I felt as his lips moved on mine, as I felt him press h
