Chapter 9

Sofia's POV.

Why was he kissing my hand?, why didn't he do this during dinner in front of everyone?, why was it now?

Well, if he thought that I was some defenseless female werewolf, then he was mistaken because I was confident that even if we were to wrestle;He was no match for me.

I was already thinking of several ways to defend myself. Knocking him out, slashing his throat. These were murderous thoughts just because of a kiss on my knuckles.

Wait…

I suddenly realized that I was exaggerating about things because I wasn't used to a werewolf walking up to me and kissing my hand or having any contact at all with me.

I had always had this tendency to send male werewolves away from me, I wasn't like those female werewolves who sleep around to satisfy their heat. I was trained to control myself and put all my emotions in check.

It was just a kiss on the hand, not like he kissed me on the lips and anyway he was old enough to be my father;his status would not permit him to do anything w