Ivan
I was captured, interrogated, and even tortured as a marine and in my early rule as Alpha. Those experiences were nothing. They'd never pushed my capability to resist, and I'd never given in. But, now, Nefra could ask me to reveal every secret I've ever known, and she'd have it. All for the ability to give into the heat for a few hours. So I could ravish and indulge in every inch of her.
To claim her. Because I'm sure that before we were done, I'd mark her. I wouldn't be able to resist. Her scent's intoxicating change is testing my resolve. And the last thread I'm clinging to is that she can't get pregnant. Another baby, right at this second, wouldn't be good for either of us. Penelope isn't even a month old yet. It was asking too much of my mate to carry another child so soon.
