Chapter 8

• Tonight was one of those nights when my wolf refused to cooperate. Instead, it tormented me, making it hard to keep my bearings. A burning sensation flared in my chest.
• My breathing grew shallow and rapid, and tears welled up, threatening to spill over.
• "Kia, please stop," I pleaded with my wolf, leaning against the wall for support. "I'm tired of having sex with random men. We've found our mate, and the urge for others is gone."