His Eyes

The club was as chaotic as it’d always been, but the sweaty wolves over the dance floor were a little less thick than usual and though the noise level was high and incredibly annoying to Denise, it wasn’t as bad as other days. From that, she should’ve known…someone powerful was present.

But how could she have even guessed…that she would’ve met Kain?

His scent was masked but the tingles alone gave it away. Denise stood as stiff as a board whilst Kain stood behind her, his arms around her waist and his breath whisking over the skin of the cheek and neck. She felt his heat against her and the thumps of his heart as it drummed rapidly inside his chest.

“These tingles…are as nice as ever. Even your scent…” He spoke again, his arms tightening around her waist enough that the hold became slightly painful. The pain was like a slap back to reality and in an instant, the fire in Denise’s eyes lit up, the veins in her arms popping. She pulled her arm back, slamming her elbow into his abdomen. A