Wyn (Monstrous, #3.5)

by Lily Mayne

A reason why the very essence of me had strained for him, desperately reaching out the moment I had seen his face for the first time. I had imprinted on him without conscious thought in that moment, my blood pounding for him.

“You know if I tell anyone all the sweet shit you say to me, no one’s gonna be scared of you anymore.” I bared my teeth in a not-quite grin, leaning my head down to graze them over the shell of Danny’s ear. “Then you better not tell anyone.”

“What if I start demanding this kind of treatment every night, huh?” “Then I’ll give it to you,”