Jasmine froze in Kael's arms, her body going rigid, her mind spiraling with confusion that left her breathless. She couldn't understand the reason why she felt this strange, this warm, this achingly right.
Her time away was supposed to help her heal from what she felt for him, or to give her the strength to let it go. She had spent months convincing herself that she was over him, that the feelings were nothing more than a childish infatuation, a wound that had finally scarred over.
Yet the moment his arms closed around her, every carefully built wall trembled.
However, it felt so right being in his arms, the attraction stronger than it was when he chose his mate. This wasn't right, and she had vowed to never be the same woman she was before. The realization sent a sharp ache through her chest.
Quickly, she pulled away from him, denying him of her warmth, creating distance between them like a shield she desperately needed.
