{"With you, and through you, I will become what I long to be. I will become whole." }
The moment Rita shifted closer, her scent thickened in the air, drowning me in its intoxicating sweetness. It was a heady blend of wild roses and rain-soaked earth, something uniquely hers that ignited a primal need deep in my bones. My wolf stirred, a low growl rumbling in my chest as I breathed her in, letting the scent coil around me like a drug.
"You smell so good," I murmured, my voice rough, laced with hunger. I buried my nose against the curve of her neck, inhaling deeply. A shiver ran through her, and I felt the way her pulse fluttered beneath my lips.
"Flora," she whispered, her fingers threading through my hair, nails grazing my scalp. "You keep growling at me like that, and—"
