*storm's POV*

Scott carried me all the way home. My feet touched the balcony just out my room at the Mansion, but he didn't release me. His arms held me close and his knee was still wedged between my thighs. I found myself caged between his body and the wall. His eyes glittered dangerously, and I recognized the predator. I felt the rush of heat spreading fast, the quicken of my pulse in answer to the sudden aggression. He'd been so gentle with me, I almost forgot how dangerous he could be. He had that possessive nature, the drive to be dominant.

My heart pounded and my body pulsed with...