Ivory Rosewood is an 18 years old college student, ever so ambitious for what the future holds but saw her world crashing when life starts revealing itself in an unforeseen manner. ~~~~~ I used to know him like the back of my hand, but this is uncalled for. "Why? You are enjoying this, are not you?" He says effortlessly swinging me away from the edge, pulling us closer. I try to ignore my surfacing desires for him for a very long time but that was until he spots his mate, that too on our first date. I couldn't let him go! "If I kiss you now would you let me?" He ask and I said yes knowing what I am getting myself into. ~~~~ ...my finger tracing art that is his face and pauses when it reaches his plump warm lips. I jiggle my thumb inside to feel the wet, soft texture. He opens his mouth and bites the pad of my thumb firmly. His hand is slithering its way up my legs, inside my oversized shorts. I shift my hips and he chuckles, "want something?" I step on my toes to take his mouth in mine and his fingers brushes my aching spot, "Zackhh!" I moan near his lips. This scared me, in a thrilling way. His fingers are opening my folds, "dripping wet!" He curses near my lips, his fingers roaming in the darkness between my legs with no care of the world. My greediness pushes me back, against the tree and I loosen my thighs open, he steps in-between, his fingers following suit, "Angh!" My legs quiver when I feel his finger slide inside. ... Of course I had to meet my mate that same night, when we return to pack house and Issac's scent was all over me leaving no room for excuses. It all went downhill from there!