Lina's POV
Adrian's kiss grew deeper, more demanding, until I could barely think straight.
When he finally pulled back, his gray eyes had darkened to almost black. There was something predatory in his gaze that made my pulse race.
"Two weeks," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Two weeks you kept me at arm's length, Lina. Made me sleep alone. Made me wonder if you were thinking about him instead of me."
My breath caught. "Adrian, I wasn't—"
"I know," he interrupted, his thumb brushing across my lower lip. "But you still made me suffer. Made me watch you from a distance while my wolf went insane."
There was an edge to his words that sent heat pooling low in my belly.
"And now," he continued, his hand sliding down to grip my hip possessively, "I think you need to u
