Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

“I’m not nervous…”

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Though Tessa wore a smile, the tips of her cars were flushed bright red. “That’s impossible. But just like you said–whether or not we’re fated mates, we’ll still be each other’s only one.”

So even with her heart pounding, she still had the mind to tease him.

Her fingers trailed up the back of Landon’s neck, raking lightly through his short hair. As they curled around the base of his neck, she deliberately let her nails scrape over his sensitive skin. The moment he inhaled sharply, she leaned in and brushed a kiss against the corner of his lips. “But more than nerves… I’m looking forward to how your pheromones will feel on my gland”

At her unmistakable hint, Landon’s pupils trembled; his arms tightened fiercely around her, as though he wanted to fuse her into his own body.

“Tessa, don’t tempt me. I won’t be able to hold back,” he growled, Adam’s apple bobbing, his eyes were dark with restrained desire.

If she kept pushing him like this, he really would lose control and press her down into the snow, claiming her in the raw, primal way of wolves…

quiet laugh. “Then don’t hold

she was of age, she wasn’t going to suppress her physical desire for him any longer. She wanted to pin

wait. Once the clock hits midnight, I’m not letting you go.” Landon’s voice turned hoarse, a grow! threading

tongue flicking lightly across her bottom lip. “We’ll see who ends

His throat moved as he dropped soft kisses along the corner

simply guided his large hand to her chest, letting

Flex in their shared consciousness; their pheromones surged like a tidal wave across the snowy ground, transforming the space

snow–laden cedar forest, Tessa’s pupils contracted sharply–because in Landon’s eyes, a surge of deep

met, time seemed to splinter into a thousand shards of crystal; each one reflected their search for each

was a tremor more instinctive than breathing–like stardust aligning at last;

tightened her throat until all she could hear was her heartbeat pounding like a drum. At

ΜΟΠ, 20

Thirty Seconds to

pinewood scent sharpened into clarity–it wasn’t just a smell, but a summons engraved Into her DNA; sharp like melted snow, burning like pine

moment Landon inhaled it deep into his lungs, a suppressed whimper broke from his throat–like a wolf