77: Possesssive Wolf

LUCIAN

I hadn’t heard when she walked in. But my wolf was on high alert and in control.

The smell of her arousal betrayed her dirty thoughts. It didn’t push me awake, thinking I was just imagining it. I wish I could say I was ashamed to admit I have thought of that quite a lot. Never did I think it would be a reality.

I hoped for it. Yes.

My wolf was having the time of his life. Basking in the attrition Blair was showering him, even if she didn’t know she was doing it.

What started stirring me awake was her scent getting headier. Stronger as she moved close to me. I didn’t know what I expected her to do but she barely even touched me. She started moving back, then she paused and reached for my phone.

He must have decided the mouse and cat game was enough. He reached out and grabbed her hand. That was what spurred me fully awake. Only to find that he has pushed me to the back of my own head and he is now in control.

Shit. This couldn’t be happening.

“Hand in the cookie pot?”

The famili