Chapter 220

Victoria's POV After a grueling day at work, I saw Damien's sleek black SUV waiting for me in the parking lot. My wolf, Nora, stirred restlessly inside me, eager to be near her mate. The connection between us had been undeniable since he'd discovered I was his true mate when my concealing bracelet had come off. As I approached, Damien stepped out of the car, his tall frame commanding attention even in casual clothes. His eyes, those intense dark pools that could see through my every defense, locked onto mine with a hunger that made my breath catch. "Victoria," he growled softly, his voice carrying that distinctive Alpha timbre that sent shivers down my spine. Before I could respond, he closed the distance between us in two long strides. His strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me against his hard chest as his mouth claimed mine in a passionate kiss. The kiss wasn't gentle—it was possessive, demanding, marking me as his in the most primal way. For thirty breathtaking seconds, hi