Troy shut his eyes tightly, his shoulders stiffening as though he were preparing for battle. His hands clenched at his sides, and his tail flicked nervously. Every muscle in his body screamed tension, as if Lilah's gentle fingers were about to deliver a fatal blow instead of a simple touch.
The entire dining hall fell into complete silence. Everyone knew what it meant for a female to touch a male's wolf ears, and they held their breaths, waiting to see what would happen.
Lilah, however, remained blissfully unaware of the weight of her actions.
Her slender fingers reached up hesitantly, brushing against the soft, velvety fur.
The moment her fingertips made contact, Troy's knees nearly buckled. A shiver shot straight down his spine, his breath catching in his throat as his ears twitched uncontrollably under her touch.
