~Annalyn POV~
My body shook and my fingers slipped down between my thighs, rubbing, harder, faster, I couldn't stop and my breath broke into pieces. Celix's face stiffened, as he leaned closer, panting, eyes confused. "What… happened to you?"
My hips jerked, my back arched, a shiver ran through my skin and my voice cracked, but it was no longer mine. It was low, eerie, crawling into the air like smoke. "I hate you!"
Celix froze, his cork still buried inside me, my eyes burned, vision flickering then his face twisted, because my reflection in his gaze was no longer mine... amber light had swallowed my pupils.
His breath stopped, he pulled out of me in a rush and his cock glistened, wet, trembling as his body stepped back. "Shit," he muttered. "The ancient wolf…"
I grinned, lips curling too wide, voice echoing from a place deeper than the throat. "You will regret touching her."
