Fifteen.

Lana’s POV

Something explodes in my chest the moment I look into his eyes. A fire erupts inside me, sending electric shocks through my body. His scent was different. He didn’t smell bad like other wolves, in fact it was quite the opposite. It was intoxicating, warm, rich and minty like the mint hot chocolate that Abby makes.

He shifts from his black wolf, standing tall in front of me. Every part of him was defined, muscle after muscle. He even had those v lines by his hips. It was taking every bit of my self control to not look down.

His hand clamped around my neck before I had time to say or do anything. Shoving me up against the wall by his dead mother.

“Why?” he snarls at me

Trying to pull at his fingers, they just squeeze more. So this was it, this was how I was going to die.

Trying to push him off was useless. I had never had this problem, always managing to escape. But Abby and I fucked up. And then I fucked up Royaly by killing his mom.

He stares at me with those bright purple