ade
ful step in h
ry to stop m
her step, t
tant, so I walked cautio
th. She put a foot back, I stopped. She extended her arms to give me
ath caught in her throat, her body sway lightly towards mine. I took one step closer. One long step that go
ht tonight, but not bright enough to see
s like trying to hold water in your hands, constantly slipping away. I should use restrains but my body didn't want to listen to me. I low
further and presse
but it felt like, all these years, I had no idea what kissing could really
e my hold on her hand was to
st me and her arms went up over my body to give her fingers access to my hair. Her grip was
esses. Our lips never truly apart. Our brea
it took me a little while to
lae
I was about to be sick. I opened my sense to decipher what was happenin
ep
coming. So
dimension. Was someone doing this to me
senses further do d
arge figure close by. Too clo
r than me. He had dark clothes, dark hair. The faint dusk light gave me a glimpse o
raight at me with purpose and t
back in alarm
n, so I couldn't guess at his in
icked, raising one hand to tell him to ba
doing to me?
ead to one side
he air then get his atte
nd this gesture. I focused my eyes on him, opening my senses up, but my instincts said nothin
d than ever,
magic, any energies stirring when he did this. I didn
ned my focus some. And I got a smell. A new smell. It wasn't
lf from inhaling the
ay what I was smelling, only
robably couldn't see mine, but I know our gaze met. And there
ound, that most wolves valued mates more than anything. Some could go to great lengths to find their mates. That
rn. That it's like the world tilts, the axis changes, and now gravity find a new source. Never
g closer until I could finally see his face prop
he stopped moving. I could see he was worried. His expression was hard to read, it was guarded, but I
yes on him. Now I understood he was himself a poison far deadlier than anything I c
it back to him,
ch, never realizing the lethal poten
ind, and as he grew closer-his heat palpable through
mind, but never so muc
emanating from it, it should have been a warning. Something for me to be wary of. Not som
restraint and control. But not tonight, not anymore. And th
out of control, the te
th all my might to focus on it instead. Like someone drowning in rapids, trying to hold on to theat of a sword. And next to it was another weapon, I didn't need
that knowle
d and I kne
ust there k
lower my right hand unt
to gain ba
me, I wanted to know what was going on. But I should have never done this. Not
lm of my hand. Every last scrap of free will, and I pushed. The gesture obviously weak,
this battle when I felt
r until he took a st
ut all the effort I could muster into closi
okay?"
w rumble. I could
to steady myself. I put one hand back behind me in warning
of fact assessment. The best thing I ever f
ree, he was strong. Four, he was dangerous. Five, there was a
this time, but before I could say anyth
he looked at it, worry line
d at me
it like it has cost him
, " I an
, his heartbe
e was pleading in his voice
te, " I
oked at his phone then at the wo
closer. I backed up, afraid to lose control a
to be said, and it hurt to think of all the possible repercussi
ve unti
in thanks and bolted in t