"Mine," he scowled as he looked directly through my eyes, as if he was staring deep into my soul. An ecstatic and euphoric scent made its way to me that sent shivers through every part of my body; from head down to the tip of my toes.
'Mate!' screamed, my wolf.
He pinned me to the wall, both my hands on top of my head that was held together by his right hand. He leaned in closer to my face, so close that I could already feel his minty breath. He traced the curves of my hips with his left hand and brought his lips to my ears.
"I, Adrian Clark..."
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WARNING: Contains Mature Content
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