(ORION)
The moment Helena pulls the cabin door closed behind her; I scrub my palms over my overall pants when the thing I want to do the most is drag her scent deep into my lungs.
Skin to skin.
How long has it been? Five fucking years.
She felt the electric charge, that simmering connection sparking to life between us, too. Why else would she have frozen just as I had?
And did I joke with her?
The woman who ripped out my heart?
Outside, the soft tread of footsteps moves away from the cabin.
I rise and head for the door. I'd told her two minutes, but I lied. Helena Morgan served as an enforcer to Douglas Phoenix—one of the most well- respected and powerful alphas in the country. There's no doubt in my mind that he trained her well, so well that she could be gone in two minutes.
I have no intention of letting that happen.
