ANOTHER WIFE

Dora

My heart thudded against my chest. I wanted to move. I really did but my legs were rooted in place. His breath fanned across my skin, and his voice, low and ragged, sent tremors through me.

"Why the hell do you smell so fucking good?” Michael growled again, this time pressing his forehead to my shoulder, like he was fighting something within.

He was losing control.

His grip on my neck wasn't tight enough to hurt, but the power behind it was terrifying. His Lycan side ...