Zephyrus’ POV

The icy wind howled past my ears as I ran across the snowy ground, hurtling past trees, negotiating boulders. Lena’s sweet scent drove me crazy and all I could think of was slamming my throbbing c*ck deep inside her. I wanted to knot her! Until now, I only indulged in casual sex, having never felt the need to knot a female. It was a special urge a wolf felt for only his fated mate! The moon shone extra bright tonight as if the Goddess was mocking my predicament.

Strangely ...