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11. HIS IMPOSING WOLF

Author: B. Mimija
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-07 21:49:55

~YULIA

“Iran…” I trailed, realizing I was face to face with Issa’s beast.

The air suddenly turned cold and my intake of breath became shaky as I instantly began to tremble.

His aura was alluring yet dreadful. I wanted to run— to move as fast as my feet could take me but I was rooted on the spot and I soon realized that I could not feel my feet.

My wolf danced with excitement though, almost as if she was not affected by my fear and was more interested in what she would gain from this bond.

I felt blood rush through me as she made me take in every detail of his body. From his glowing eyes to his seductive features, my wolf wanted him.

Yet I wanted to fight the feelings that were boiling up within me. My thoughts were a scattered mess. I felt as if I was torn between two worlds— one where I wanted him and one where I could not stand him.

“Yulia,” he whispered, his voice calm yet filled with authority, making my wolf do a sudden flip.

I tried to speak, but my tongue felt twisted. The
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