Dean POV
"SHIFT"
Fucking idiot.
Elena commanded, and Kane—a goddamn Alpha—obeyed without hesitation.
The massive black wolf above us shimmered, bones twisting, fur retracting, until Kane was fully human again.
Naked.
And on top of her.
Stupid fucking move.
The second he shifted, Elena's smirk deepened.
Her thighs parted just enough to cradle his hips.
And Kane, the fucking dumbass, inhaled sharply as soon as he felt her skin against his.
I saw the exact moment he lost himself.
His breath stuttered. His arms trembled, bracing himself over her. His wolf—the same one that had been **furious just seconds ago—**was now desperate.
Fighting between lust and logic.
And losing.
Elena took full advantage of it.
Her fingers trailed up his chest, nails scratching lightly down his skin, teasing, coaxing.
And then, she rolled her hips against him.
Kane let out a snarled breath, his muscles locking up.
"Elena," he growled, his voice hoarse.
