(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)
The moment her lips left mine, the world came rushing back—distant murmurings from pack members out there, the sting in my ribs, the faint scent of smoke still clinging to my skin.
But none of that mattered.
Not when Odessa's forehead rested against mine, her warm breath ghosting over my lips like a promise I couldn't let go.
Her violet eyes searched mine as if she were still deciding whether she was allowed to need me this much after everything. The way her fingers tightened on my jaw told me the answer before she even whispered it.
"I don't want to be anywhere else but here. With you." She whispered, a smile curling up her lips.
I swallowed hard.
My chest hurt for more than one reason, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my soul. My hands cupped her face, brushing away the strands of hair that had fallen across her cheeks. "We don't have to—"
"Yes," she cut me off gently, her voice trembling but sure. "I want to. I need to."
