She did nothing but stare at me, still heavy-breathing. I took her silence as a ‘yes.’ As I positioned myself against her entrance, I didn’t bother taking a final look at my surroundings. My senses were enough to let me know there was no one near us, but quite frankly, I didn’t give a s**t if anyone saw us. I wish they would, I thought to myself, so that everyone would know who she belongs to.
I interlaced my fingers with hers, lifting her hands above her head as I pressed her harder against the wall. Her eyes flickered a vivid shade of purple, making my heart skip a beat. My savageness was briefly interrupted by the realization that my actions were pushing her wolf closer to the surface, encouraging her to connect with me, too.
“I love you, Zahra. As much as I love Hollyhock,” I confess
