CIRI The Lost Tribrid Princess

"Hey! Do you mind?" My voice sounded more furious than I had liked. The sadness from a second ago had died and my anger was back. He didn't say anything, he just stared at me with those perfect green eyes that wanted to suck me in if I didn't pull away. His gaze looked like he was trying to decipher a difficult math problem. When did I become a math problem? He turned to the door and bolted it from inside, leaving just the two of us in an enclosed space of the bathroom. I could hear my heart rigorously beating, I wasn't sure if it was from way too much excitement or fear. I was too preoccupied with his manly Greek sculpted form to figure that out. The voice in my head screamed with elation. The elation that we were enclosed in a small space? I still couldn't tell. I could feel a pull between us, like some kind of magnet that kept pulling us to each other, something deep told me he felt it too. But I had to pull away, keep my head sane, and a wall of distance between us. Guys like this spelt trouble and I had a lot going on in my life to be attracted to trouble. A warning buzzed in my head, countering every emotion I felt. I knew I had to flee from here before I did something crazy. I didn't trust myself at all. Sharply, I turned off the faucet, and hastily moved to the door, before I could successfully move around him, his strong hands grabbed my waist, pushing me up against the bathroom wall. I gasped at the manner his hard and firm body pressed up against me, caging me between his arms. I quivered from a pleasurable sensation building in my body. "What in the name of the goddess do you want from me?" His voice was hard and deep, huskier than his usual voice. He shut his eyes resting the tip of his forehead on mine, making it easier for me to breathe him in. He was the air I badly needed. "What do you mean?" My voice was as breathless and strained as his. He didn't reply, his hand on my waist pushed me closer to him and I felt his hard chest against mine. "Stop it! I can smell your arousal and it's not helping my case" His nose touched my neck, inhaling me. Before he brought his face to mine. I wanted to stop this madness I was feeling. At the same time, I wanted it to never stop. His eyes pulled open, and I fell into the depths of those emerald-green eyes. "If you know what's best for you, leave now. Don't ever show your face to me, or sweetheart, you'll regret it," It sounded like a threat. No, it definitely was. My life from the start was far from normal, but from the second I had the unfortunate fate of meeting the green-eyed creature, I could tell he was exactly the type of guy parents warned their daughters off. He was trouble in the handsome face and body of a Greek god. And what was worse, I knew his deepest darkest secrets, one he would kill to remain hidden. Asher Cohen was far from human. He was a wolf. As absurd as it sounded I wanted him by my side. Even knowing exactly what Asher was, I wanted him by my side. Whether wolf or not. But the real question was, would Asher be capable of killing me to protect his secret? Well, there was only one way to find out.