[Ian]
Fuсk! I kissed her. It was like I couldn’t stop myself and I had to. I’d done my best not to put myself in a situation where I might have to get close to her like that after the things I felt for her at the swinger party. But I never felt the urge to kiss her before. Even after I saved her, I didn’t feel that urge.
Why did I need to feel her lips on mine so badly? I wanted to hold her, mark her, keep her. Goddess, I’m a fuсking idіоt! Of course, the bond would grow the more time we spent together. It was a natural part of how werewolves worked.
Normally, when mates found each other, they would get lost in each other. They would grow closer and closer until they marked each other, and the act of marking would keep them in bed for around three days, unable to think of anything but m
