Isabella's POV
I felt a whisper near my ear. Snapping my eyes open, I come face to face with Maxwell. He was so close to me. His breath fanned my face as he gazed at me
"What are you doing here?" I murmured.
"Are you okay?" he asks in a concerned tone.
"Move away. This is not appropriate. You should not be here" I mumbled as I looked away from him.
"We are mates. It is appropriate" he says.
"Stop saying that when you have not even accepted me" I gritted out.
"Feisty, i love it. I love this side of you. It turns me on so much" he murmured in a husky tone.
I glared at him "Don't take me for someone who would let you do anything you wish and anytime you want" my voice came out angry.
I gasped when he pecked my lips.
"Accept the truth. You cannot avoid me even if you try to" he murmu
