(DIEGO)
The door clicked shut, sealing the lingering scent of wild roses and intoxicating silk inside my office.
For a long moment, I didn't move. My hands rested flat against the desk, my knuckles still white from the effort it had taken not to wrap my arms around her waist, pull her flush against my chest, and show her exactly what happens when a wolf is pushed past his limit.
A chuckle started deep in my throat, rumbling through my chest until it burst into a full laugh that echoed off the walls.
"Predictable, Diego?" I muttered to the empty room, running a hand down my face as my blood continued to burn like liquid fire. "She thinks she just won a war."
'She dragged her hips across us and thought she could walk away clean,' Ares growled in the back of my mind, his dark fur bristl
