Chapter 15. Wild Lust

Ainsley

It feels like torture when Liam and I part ways.

That kiss had unlocked something within me, opening up a part of me I never knew existed that now calls out for its mate every night since he’d met me at the bus stop and brought me home. I’m ashamed to admit how relieved I’d felt at seeing no other woman living inside his apartment or a gaggle of kids running around, excited for their father to finally be home.

The only scent inside of that two-bedroom loft had been his and his alone.

The sigh of relief had nearly doubled me over.

Now, though, my wolf croons over the loss of our love, mourning the tragedy that’s befallen us since no other obstacle has been confirmed to be standing in our way other than stupid human constructs.

Not being able to be together when our matebond is begging for us to be has been slowly driving me insane. I can’t sleep, eat, or concentrate on my studies, no matter how hard I try to ignore the lingering ache