lon

e hands anchoring me against the hard wall of his chest. The suffocating scent of cedar and winter frost floode

rwrite the pathetic, hollow memory of my past. I tangled my fingers into his thick, dark

s reached a boiling point, Kan

ween us. His broad chest heaved, his breathing ragged. His stormy gray eyes were entirely

brating with the sheer, violent e

asing his warmth, but his grip

ked in his cheek. "You're heartbroken, and you're bleeding out. You wa

burning with a sudden, crystal-clear clarity. "It's not about him. I want yo

, and you wake up tomorrow looking at me with regret... it will de

ust a ruthless billionaire or a terrifying Alpha; he was a

ldn't be enough to bridge

ut my resolve was absolute. I grabbed a heavy gold pen and pulled his leather-bound notepad towar

thorize Kane Cain, to be with m

cisive. I ripped the page from the pad, turned around, and

retched, thick and suffocating, heavy w

had vanished, completely replaced by the apex predator. The air pressure in the

ne murmured, his voice dropping an octave, r

f a hunting wolf. He stopped right in front of me, his towering fr

ne

, the sheer, crushing weight of his authority slammed into my bones. My knees bu

ing rush of adrenaline. The boundaries of boss and secretary incinerated into ash. I was surr

he ordered, his stormy e

f my shoulders and letting it drop to the floor beside me, leaving me in just my thin silk blouse.

king up the piece of paper from the desk. He folded

romise, little wolf,"