POV: Ameera

He locked his hand on my hair, dragging it hard to force me to look at him. I waited to be hit and punished, I shut my eyes firmly, waiting for the pain, but it didn’t come. All I felt was the warmth from his gaze as he looked at me. I opened my eyes to peek at him, and I saw him looking at me strangely. It was as if he was having an internal battle with his wolf. I wanted to take advantage of the situation and sneak off, but he pulled me back and held me in his arms, caressing my hair.

“See what you...