Where was her life heading?
Her teacher was forcing her to stay in his home. If anyone found out anyone at all everything would fall apart. Her reputation. Her scholarship. The future she had fought so hard to secure.
She couldn't lose it. Not because of him.
Eventually, exhaustion claimed her, dragging her under despite the storm raging in her mind.
Fernando slammed his fist into the wall, the impact leaving a deep dent in the plaster.
Hunter was losing control.
His wolf raged inside him, snarling, desperate to claim what was theirs. The urge to mark her, to bind her was becoming unbearable. But she wasn't ready. He knew that.
If he stayed, he would cross a line he couldn't take back.
Grabbing his car keys, he left before the restraint snapped.
The house was saturated with her scent sweet, intoxicating, maddening. Being so close to her made the need burn hotter, sharper. The mate bond clawed at his mind, twisting his thoughts, pushing him toward something forbidden.
