Chapter Thirty-Two: Go inside, little mate  

“What if I don’t want to?” She asked and it tested everything inside of me. 

“I need you to go into the house if you don’t…” I trailed off, not trusting myself to warn her properly. 

“If I don’t, what? What will you do if I stay here?” She asked, looking at me. Her long lashes fluttered but it wasn’t overly so like she was doing it on purpose. Did she know how gorgeous she was when she looked like that? 

Did she know how the smell of her arousal made me want to do things to her that I knew that I shouldn’t? 

“Little mate. I would do anything you wanted me to do.” I growled, feeling my wolf pull to the surface. Tillie’s breath caught in her throat but she didn’t pull away from me. Her grip tightened on my wrists, almost like she wanted it just as much as I did. “You should go inside.” 

She pressed her lips together before shifting closer to me. Her lips almost touched mine, testing all of my carefully constructed self-control. 

It was a pained sound but I wanted her so much. It would just be a taste, that was all I wanted. If I kissed her, 1 could stop with just that. I didn’t have to claim her, she

hair as I pressed

this was like tasting heaven. It was like tasting

her hair, moving my hand down to her hip. Pulling her close, she was all soft curves beneath her sweater and I wanted to push the sweater off of her so that I could feel the warm skin beneath the

against mine sent a shock of pleasure through me that I felt in every part of my body. Kissing Tillie was like nothing I had ever felt before and even though I knew that I couldn’t have her. I couldn’t help the

but I would treasure this kiss until that day. This taste of her would be something that I would hold on to and maybe, just maybe, when I went feral, my beast would

back, opening my eyes to look at her. “Gideon, I didn’t-” She started to say, but I moved my hand from her hair to put my finger over her lips. My other hand gripped her hip to keep her close. Gods, I wanted to touch her more. My blood

way her lips parted beneath my finger. “But I

I could hear the low rumble of an engine. She stiffened in my arms and as much as it pained me to do so, I let her go. Watching as she

She asked, her blue

you mean?”

you turn feral if you don’t

about me going feral. That even the thought of it happening would make her eyes fill with tears. I wanted to lie to her, to tell her that everything would be okay. That

her eyes and a tear slipped down her cheek.

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