Alexander & Ella
Alexander
The phone slipped from my fingers and clattered to the floor, but I hardly noticed it. All I could hear was my wolf howling. All I could feel was him clawing at my ribcage so violently that I had to grip the arms of the chair to keep myself seated.
Ella. Mate.
Black fabric clung to her body, the front dipping so low between her breasts that I could see the top of her abdomen. The back was almost completely open, revealing the smooth expanse of her skin all the way down to the dimples of Venus just above…
Goddess.
She looked completely different from the woman I’d brought to the store. And the way she was looking at me, almost challenging me, left my mouth dry and my heart pounding.
I’d always known Ella was beautiful, of course—extremely
