CHAPTER 57: True emotions

　　‘He’s still the same man. Judging him just for being a werewolf would mean judging Zion as well.’ 　　Zion would always be Zion in my eyes, my beloved son. 　　Aaron had a different story. 　　“You’re not alone.” I spoke, my eyes flickering from his lips up his gaze, “I have thought about the kiss more than I should have, Aaron.” 　　He took a step closer, and I felt the heat coming off his body and the hairs on my body rose on alert. 　　His hand lifted to my face, and my breath hung in my throat, but I didn’t pull away or push him off. To an extent, I wanted this. I wanted him. 　　He leaned in and took my lips into his wet, soft ones for a brief kiss that ignited all the emotions I’ve experienced in the past week from lust to need and desperation. 　　The kiss deepened and his tongue pushed into my mouth and I allowed him in to taste and dominate. My nipples grew hard and pressed against my breast pad. We were kissing out here in the open and despite being at the corner of the hall, anyo