Chapter 28

Sophie's POV

"So is it now a thing?" I asked Ken.

"What do you mean?"

"I could see the look on your face when I told you that the wolves were killing your type; have you formed some kind of loyalty to your type?"

"I am nothing like them."

I stared at him. "Are you not?"

"I have more control over my hunger than they do."

"Then why do your eyes keep drifiting up to my neck, like I am some kind of snack?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it, but I can control myself."

"What if I want you to bite me?"

"Not this time."

"But I want it." Again, I remember the feeling of being bitten; it was pure estasy, full pleasure; the whole sensation was so strong and had that sexual feel that I felt it down there.

Ken came closer, his hands trailing on my lips. "I missed this,"  he said. "Can I?"

I couldn't believe he was asking for my permission to kiss me. I reached forward and our lips met; it started soft a