Kieran’s POV
The moment those words slipped from Charlotte’s mouth, a sudden, gut-wrenching realization washed over me.
She wasn’t fantasizing about William.
And judging from the way she was looking at me… There was only one other male in the pack who she’d been thinking about last night.
Charlotte immediately tried to backpedal, but it was no use.
“I meant—I wasn’t fantasizing about anyone—it was just—”
“Save it,” I snarled. She snapped her mouth shut; as if her face wasn’t already red enough, it was now a deep shade of crimson that reached all the way to the tips of her ears. She looked down at the floor, twisting her hands in shame.
She’d been thinking about me last night.
My wolf, who had been quietly seething ever since I walked into that kitchen this m
