Lydia’s PovHis words seemed to wake some fire in me, and I rushed to quell it. What am I doing? Drusilla’s handwork no doubt.I drew back from him suddenly with a hiss.“No, thank you, Control yourself, big pervert,”He chuckled in amusement, and Drusilla begged me to draw him back in and beg him to make good on his offer.“You too, little pervert,” I murmured, and his smiled as he heard me.“You know, our wolves are the truest, purest form of our desires. They say and want the things we’re too scared to go after. If your wolf likes me, then that’s a pretty good indication you like me too. That makes me happy,” He said softly, still staring at me with those eyes.No. I shook my head in rapid disagreement as the thought of liking him left a bitter taste in my mouth.“It shouldn’t make you happy because it doesn’t matter. I don’t like you because I’m not into OLD men,” I said, emphasizing the old so he could understand that this marriage was to be in name only.“Wow, that’s hurt.” He m
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