Chapter 29

　　Ross's POV. 　　I pressed my lips to her forehead, feeling her relax into sleep. But my mind was a jumble of emotions - if I had fallen for her, or was I driven by a desire to claim her, to prove that she was mine and not Richard's? 　　She was breathtakingly beautiful, and I couldn't resist the urge to kiss her cheeks, feeling a thrill as she moaned softly. 　　I chuckled, my eyes crinkling at the corners, as she covered her face with the pillow. 　　Suddenly, I felt a primal urge to pin her against the wall, to feel her neck beneath my lips, to hear her moan with pleasure. 　　My wolf, Aaron, growled a warning - "Ross, this isn't the time" - but I couldn't help myself. 　　"I know, I know," I muttered, my voice barely audible, as I gently removed the pillow from her face, my fingers brushing against her skin. 　　"We need to act fast, or we'll lose our mate," Aaron warned, his voice echoing in my mind. 　　I glared at his reflection in the mirror, my eyes blazing with determination. 　　"Yes," I gro