CHAPTER 8

"I fell in love with the echoes of your touch, a silent caress that spoke louder than hands ever could."

Ava's POV:

“Um… I… Me,” I stammered like an idiot. His eyes were gleaming, his blissful gazes making my knees weak. I didn't even listen his words. He doesn’t know the effect he has on me.

“Yes love,” he tilted his neck and smirked. I looked down, his gaze was doing something to me.

“Wha… I," Dang! What’s wrong with me? Why am I stuttering like an idiot?

“Why are you embarrassing us,” my Wolf wined, making my eyes wide as watermelons.

Like seriously! Fucking traitor. Now, she is talking.

“Pack your bags, You are moving in with me,” he said and turned around to leave. Moving? Like the pack house? What the hell does he mean by moving in with him?

“Come again,” I asked, not believing my ears.

“Pack your stuff, I'll fetch you around 8,” he said and ran his fingers through his hair. A habit of his, he do when he is nervous or stressed.

He said it so casually, while I still could