My heart punches my ribs.My body screamsno.
And I whisper, fierce and breathless, “You better not.”
That’s all it takes.
The tension snaps.
His mouth crushes mine, desperate now, wild.His hands are everywhere—cupping my breasts, sliding down my waist, gripping my ass like he’s dreamed of it.And maybe he has.
Because I knowIhave.
We knock over a chair.Manage to pull the calendar from the fridge.But it’s all breathless laughs and curses, pants and moans echoing off the walls.
And when he lifts me up, carrying me to his bedroom like I weigh nothing, I don’t feel nervous or ashamed.
I feelwanted.
Like I belong to him.
Like I always have.
And maybe I do.
Maybe this insane, all-consuming, fated pull between us isn’t something to fear.
Maybe it’s just the truth.
And tonight?I’m done running from it.
Because I’m not just giving in to the desire.
I’mclaimingit too.
Chapter13
Owen
Sinking into my mate’s primed, welcoming body for the first time?
Yeah.
That’s it.
That’s the moment everything in my life has been leading to.
The second I sheath myself inside her—deep and slow, like I’m sliding into something sacred—my entire world realigns.
The earth tilts.
My Wolf surges forward, hungry and triumphant, because he knows what I’ve known since the second I laid eyes on her.
She’s ours.
Not just in body.
In soul.
And something deeper—bigger than either of us—has been pulling the strings to bring us to this very moment.
