Sasha POV
“Are you intrigued by me, Sasha?”
The silence in the room was deafening as Jasper leaned forward, causing me to instinctively press my back against the chair. I wanted to open my mouth to answer his silly question with one of my smart remarks, but when his pale blue eyes locked on mine, I just froze. My thoughts were racing inside my head, yet at the same time, my mind seemed to have gone blank. What was going on? Why wasn’t I pushing him away?
“What are you doing, Sasha?!” Opal screeched anxiously inside my head, urging me to put an end to this situation, but I didn’t.
There was something about the stray… How he could have - and had had - every she-wolf he wanted, but he never saw me as another piece of meat. How he refused to let anyone in, but he didn’t hesitate to confess
