CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

Hestia’s grip tightened on the steering wheel as the outline of Noah’s mansion came into view. She eyed the building gingerly. She couldn’t wait until she had Noah all to herself. Everything he owned will become hers—his house, his money, the pack, his heart. Hestia groaned as a burning sensation erupted inside her, spreading from her core to her heart. Her wolf lay in the back of her mind, panting while waiting for a release. The potion was taking effect and her body ached with a seething desire that could only be quenched by the opposite sex. A small part of her regretted taking it before she arrived at Noah’s place, but she wanted to be meticulous. She couldn’t afford to make a mistake. The heat potion would only last for seven hours, and its effect on the opposite sex was strongest after the first hour of consumption. Hestia packed her car on the side and rushed to the entrance. A tall man opened the door. He looked to be in his forties, and he wore what resembled a butler’s outf