Chapter 15

• Raven's POV:
• An unholy whimper tore from my throat as Azrael's smoldering alpha dominion crashed over me in relentless waves of rapturous need. My fingers knotted desperately through his thick locks without conscious volition, body arching shamelessly into his ruthless possession as if drawn by cosmic gravities far beyond my paltry self-control.
• No...this wasn't me. Couldn't be me succumbing to such profane, visceral urges toward this domineering beast of a male.