Part of you is the wind,โ he murmured. โOui, that is true. But even the wind sometimes rests.โ Shaking her head, she slid her hand around the back of his neck, soaking in the intrinsically male heat of his skin. โThen consider me an endless storm.
Nalini SinghHis gentleness twined another tendril around her heart, until she was so entangled in him, she knew sheโd never break free. For the first time in her life, her wolf had chosen. And it had chosen this lone wolf. โYou have me,โ she whispered. All of me.
Nalini Singh