STELLA
We walk to the meeting room holding hands and not saying a word. Entering the house, Xavier pushes me harshly to the wall and slams his lips into mine, kissing me passionately, and greedily, as if I was his last breath of air. When he removes his lips from mine, I notice how dark his eyes have gotten and I brush the palm of my hand over his cheek.
“It’s okay, Xave,” I whisper to him, in hope that other werewolves wouldn’t pick up our conversation.
“Stella, just remember that you cannot trust a thing that he says!” He hugs me tight and then lets me go. He leads me into his office. We are greeted by Greg, Aron, and Carter at the door and they walk in together with us.
The room is big and bright., There are French windows, a few bookshelves, and a massive wooden table with several
