Chapter 33

Unfortunately, when the oxygen started to be necessary for both of them, they had to separate. Luck’s chest was rising and falling in contrast to hers; he was panting as if he had run a marathon, and he knew that his eyes were shining at that moment and his wolf was too much on the surface to hide it, so he averted his gaze trying not to let her see his paranormal side.

Meanwhile, Emma was making a huge effort to ground her mind back to reality, and mortification slowly began to set in.

But what would she have done? He closed his eyes tightly, trying to forget the feeling of that kiss, but it was useless when he could still feel her lips and her taste on his.

Something told him he would not soon forget.

She looked at him; he wouldn’t face her at that moment. Was he ashamed? Deep down, she doubted it because he would have been the one who had caused all that in th