Jane

I couldn’t stop thinking about having Vishal all to myself in his hotel room. My wolf Amber was practically purring at the thought of being alone with our mate.

“What are you thinking about, mate?” he asked suddenly, then took a deep breath through his nose. “I can smell how much you want me. You smell incredible, sweetheart.”

My face turned bright red. He could actually smell that? “It’s your fault, Amber!” I told my wolf through our mind link. “Now he’s going to think ...