seventy eight

“What's wrong Blake?” Lisa questioned as she released her grip on his hands. “Blake?” She called out once again but this time around, Blake fixed his eyes on hers. “You're my mate!” He exclaimed as he arched his eyebrows surprised.

As Lisa tried to say a word, Blake pulled her down to the bed and held her jaw tightly. Lisa, feeling he was not himself anymore, placed her hands on his chest and tried to push him away but Blake grabbed both hands instantly and locked them straight on the bed.

Blake's heart pounded while his wolf instincts surged to the surface as Lisa’s scent filled the air. Her body was warm against his and the heat of desire radiated from every pore. He could feel her heart racing, her breath quickening, as they both succumbed to their primal urges.

His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and contour, as he pressed his lips to hers in a searing kiss. “Blake!” Lisa whispered as her eyes locked with his while her hands trailed down his back, leaving faint red