He steps forward, so that we’re only inches apart, and his scent envelopes me. “The full moon is getting closer, Princess. We’ve got a wolf inside of us. All of us.” He puts a hand on his chest. “It affects us as it gets closer. It brings out certain. . . instincts. You’re not safe. Not unless you wear this. Not unless people think you’re mine.”
Okay Jamie Frazier
