Chapter Thirty-Five: Truce

Truce

Damara pushed his hand away from her neck. She must have gone mental for a moment. Now she had come to her senses, shame washed over her. She needed to cover up the feelings she felt for her husband that had slowly been exposed.

She wasn't feeling under the weather. She was burning up not because she was ill or because of the cut, but more because she was in heat. Like a she-wolf mated to its Alpha. She wanted Tobias.

The thought made Minah want to slap her face. She blinked her eyes, trying to keep cool.

“The kiss… You should have not—”

“I know,” Tobias cut her. His eyes met hers. “I’m sorry I took advantage.”

She felt guilty. It wasn't his fault, it was her who initiated the kiss and all he did was respond.

But wait. Guilt? Since when did she have that kind of feeling? The last time she checked, all she cared about was herself.

Tobias straightening himself up.

“L-leave, I can take care of myself,” said she, trying not to let the man's charm get the best of her.

But T