Anabel.
I really couldn't understand why I couldn't resist him. No matter how fiercely my mind rebelled against him, my body betrayed me the moment he drew near, melting under his touch as if I had no willpower of my own.
The more I thought about it, the more I hated this curse of a mate bond. It felt like a chain dragging me down, stripping away my control and forcing me to bow to a pull I wanted nothing to do with.
How do I face Noah from now on?
The thought alone tore a jagged hole straight through my chest. I had shamelessly given in to the touch of my mate's wolf without a single complaint, surrendering to the overwhelming heat that flared between us.
Worst of all, subconsciously, I didn't want his touch to leave my skin. I craved the very hands I should have pushed away.
