BRIAN.
I couldn’t believe the woman in front of me even though my wolf was urging me to. When I stare at her, all I could see was how perfect she looks. I wanted to be closer to her. I wanted to hold her, and kiss her, and apologize.
But I couldn’t trust her. I shouldn’t. Everyone has lied to me. They all had different versions of stories to tell me about the life I did not remember. And this woman… she was a temptress. Goddess help me because she wasn’t even trying.
When she held me from behind, I stiffened. I wanted to pull her closer.
“Mate! She’s mate, Brian.” My wolf told me, and still. I watched as my men pulled her off me, and almost raised their hands on her.
The action would’ve made me want to take off those arms of theirs, and I didn’t know why I felt so protective of someon
