Adrian's POVI poured water on my face again, wiping my face clean again. But it failed to wipe out the kiss from my memory.My mind kept replaying the kiss with Isla the moment I got back to my room in the pack house from the back mountains. It wasn't planned, nor was it a proper kiss. It was needy, rough, and urgent, as if I was possessed by someone. But it was me and my jealousy. The guilt from it gnawed at me.But underneath that, guilt was something far more unsettling. Desire. An attraction. Some weird feelings.I wanted to kiss her again, and this time, I wanted to savor her soft, plump, luscious lips. I wanted this kiss to be gentler and meaningful, and even affectionate."Admit it! You have fallen for her," my wolf said, its voice echoing in my head. "The mate bond is irresistible.""Shut up," I growled back. "I haven’t fallen for anyone. Elara just died, and you think I fell for Isla?""Keep telling yourself that," my wolf scoffed."I am just confused. They look the same," I
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