Chapter Fifteen

Delightful shivers ran down her spine as Ronin slid his gaze over her body. She salivated at his scent that swirled around her, giving her a pleasant buzz inside.

“What part of my instruction to stay away did you not understand?” Ronin placed a hand beside each of her shapely thighs, leaning forward to breathe her in.

Fuck, he’d missed her.

A part of him wished that she had broken his rule sooner, so he could have an excuse to touch her. Not that he needed an excuse–she belonged to him, but he didn’t want to give himself away.

She was already onto the fact that his coldness when they first met was an act. He was quite capable of being cruel, however, his wolf only wanted to torture her in the best way possible.

If it wasn’t for the sake of her untainted soul, he would’ve knotted her right there on his desk.

Liora thought back to what he’d said earlier, about punishing her. Her training as a party pup surged to the forefront of her mind and she strung together a quick plan to get und