LUNA NANCY

g, quite close to one another and entirely unaware of everyone e

ose names I can't recall. A random dark-haired man I had been dancing with recently said, "Let's get another drink," grinning at me. I hesitantly nodded as I looked at Emily, who compelled me to follow him right away. Once m

ring at the sweat beads on his olive skin. My attention eventually went to the front of the room in an e

ow being held by his eyes, which were the most opulent shade of brown. My breathing had suddenly become erratic and heightened. I broke up my eye contact with the attractive stranger after what felt like hours. His tight shirt, whic

my wolf was about to

iately lost his appeal after meeting my beautiful mate; after all, he was only a

swam toward my mate's. He spoke with a voice that was both delicate and deep. I inhaled hi

bout having butterflies in their bellies when they are frightened, but for me,

lding out his hand. Gulping, I locked my legs to give my body much-needed support. His voice kept repea

ion that they were warming me up before taking control of me. I focused my eyes on his again, noticing the golden flecks that I could not see from a distance

vals, his head nodded to Owen, wher

sh from my side, Morgan immediately burst out laughing, totally drowning out the music. Fr

long with him. I nodded. A straightforward act like holding hands offered the wolves such protection. The way things operated in the wolf world was amusing; everything was just different. It wasn't like dating in the human world, where y

ould meet you here. As soon as we met, I could sense an alluring heat emanating from hi

ur bodies collide. "I didn't either. You've previously been here. My head was overwhel

e managed to temporarily soothe both of our wolves. My wolf, who was now enveloped in t

hite teeth with a playful grin. Even if he tried to hide it with a gl

r just before I met him. The thought of Morgan made my stomach churn a little. I di

which made my heart sing with joy. He continued,

me feel as though I would melt into a puddle

eeks were blushing and gettin

hat my normally fair cheeks had developed an

who was pushing drinks over the counter, feeling anxious about even trusting the

as he laughed once more. He grinned, grabbed my thigh, pulled

ty," he said. More sparks began to pulse through my body as our

him run his palm up my side and under my chin. My eyes again connected with his as he gradually rotated my jaw, ren

manipulate. I scoffed at Morgan's gri

. His expression darkened as he looked around the room; his should

a little. Who just stands up and walks

to widen and his attention to my chest. As I handed the phone to him,

oughts I knew he wanted to