Chapter 38

“I want you, Rosalie.” Ethan’s soft whisper wrapped around me as we lay tangled in the sheets, our bodies molding together in heated passion. “Don’t leave me,” I begged him. He forced me to look at him. My fingers ran through his jet-black hair, and my gaze met his clear blue eyes. He was my gorgeous Alpha. He was my world. Over and over again, he made me come undone beneath him. The feeling of him sliding in and out of me made my mind spiral. I wanted him—all of him, always. His hands brushing over my bare skin sent shivers through my body. “You are mine forever, Rosalie—and I am forever yours.” His declaration made the love I had for him grow. I knew there was no way I would ever get over how he made me feel. Yet, as the passion surged between us, he suddenly felt so far away. His body began to slide away from me, leaving an empty ache inside. “Ethan?” My panic-filled voice drifted into an endless sea of darkness. The sound of whispers drew me out of that place of lust and desire, un