Artemisia
“Do you want me to reject you, mate?” He asks me, sending a shudder down my spine.
My breath hitches in my throat as I freeze, and he flashes me a wolfish smirk.
“Do you want me to reject you?” He repeats, and now I shake my head immediately.
“Then I don’t care!” He says, clenching his jaw.
My heart halts in my chest as my brain struggles to process what he just said.
“Huh?” I ask stupidly, watching him take a step to reduce the distance between us.
Leaning in, he speaks directly into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “I don't care, love.”
He chuckles, pressing a kiss on my neck, and a low moan escapes my lips. “You are my mate and you are mine.”
A purr rumbles through his chest as he breathes me in, making me feel like my legs are about to turn into jelly.
