Killan stepped close to her. Frustratingly enough, she was conscious of every single fibre of that solid, deliciously masculine body pressing against her.
She should have felt trapped by how close the man was getting. But she didn't.
Killian, like every other lycan, was pushy and really dominant. And he kept invading her personal space just as he liked. And yet, all she felt was the urge to inhale more of his scent. Just what was happening to her? But if Inez was being honest with herself, she didn't truly blame herself.
This guy oozed sensual energy, power and danger.
It was like a lethal drug that could make any female go high on it. Even Inez, who often thought that she was used to and immune to the charm of alpha and dominant shifters, couldn't help but get slightly drunk.
