Scarlet’s POV

A gasp parted my lips and my eyes fluttered open when a knock echoed outside the room. I turned on my back, stretching like a cat.

I’d let Kanan touch me!

Hell, I let him touch me, and I couldn’t deny that I loved every bit of it. Anger and irritation surged through me as a reminder of the hate that I should have had for him, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t hate Kanan.

Not when he was my mate, and the mate bond was playing tricks on me.

I pressed my thighs ...