Chapter 66

• His emerald eyes lock on mine and, for a second, I forget how to breath. Then his thumb continues its soft caress on my cheek and his eyes move to my lips. I can feel his intent and tighten my hold on his hair. Wetting my lips with my tongue I can see his nostrils flare. I want this and so does he, but he's holding himself in check.
• "You need to go, don't you?" he asks, his eyes still focused on my lips.
• I struggle for a moment to think, but then I remember my obligations to the Coven and I know I do really need to get going. The prospect of leaving him, though, immediately causes a wave of unease and discomfort to flow through me. A part of me wants to stay in his arms forever. My wolf stands and begins to pace inside of me.