Zara
Alpha Kane was like a forbidden, seductive dream from which I didn't want to wake. The hardness of his body and the softness of his lips made me melt into him. Lose myself in his strong embrace, surrender to the firm contours of his chest.
Closing my eyes, I felt every clear, firm line of his body, every sinewy dip and peak of his torso, as if Alpha Kane had been carved especially for me.
Alpha's fingers and palms roamed freely over my back. This wolf knew how to make me melt into him. My discreet abandon would haunt me, but right now, all I needed was this sinfully seductive man.
We were so immersed in each other's embrace and caresses that we didn't notice the awkward knock on the glass door of his home gym.
Then the knock grew louder, and I involuntarily had to break the connection between us and open my eyes.
Alpha Kane groaned in irritation.
Asbela stood, her hands clasped in front of her, her eyes downcast.
Embarrassment gripped me at this situation.
