~ARIA~

With every touch of his that landed on my body, my insides were getting more heated, igniting sparks in every place seemingly possible.

I hated him, but the reactions of my body to his touch were dissipating every form of hatred that I felt for him.

To make things worse, Ria, my wolf, was purring in delight at his touch. She kept demanding that I let him know that we were mated, but no. Despite the pleasure his touches were giving, he was still the same man that called me a slut and accused me of seducing him.

"He may have realized his mistake, tell him, Aria." My wolf...