. . . . . . . Luth's P. O. V. . . . . . . . . .

As much as I wanted this, I needed to stop before I get too carried away to not sleep with her. She was my mate and I'm pulled to her a hundred times more than any other woman. But I knew she wasn't ready for any of this.

I broke the kiss, breaking my heart along with it and trying to pull down her dress. She stops trying and opens her eyes to look at me. I looked down, past her face because I knew how hard this was for...