#Chapter89
Wide eyed, stunned, and astonished, I stood motionless. I was almost unable to move a single muscle of mine. Connected to my full lips... were his. Pressed against my frail, frigidity body was his hard, masculine frame.
My mind was yelling to me that he was indeed a monster. That he was not human. That he had the ability to remove me from existence in seconds with only his bare hand. However my ignorant body was apprising me that he was what we desired so badly before we found out what he truly was. A werewolf.
After a mental debate resulting in my body overcoming my mind's warnings to flee, I kissed him back. I stupidly kissed the beast back. Sensing my comfort into it, our contact turned a little more aggressive. A simple, innocent kiss turned into a tug of war for dominance. Obviously he succeeded in that challenge.
