9. Addicted

Our usual secrecy has all washed away as we make our way to my car. I know this could break a big scandal in my pack. I know this could ruin my image in front of my future husband, but it did not matter. I did not promise to be a virgin! I only promised to marry! I did not promise I will not fuck around until the last minute.

Part of me knows that if news like this will make their way to my father’s ears, I will surely hear a bunch of not so pleasing things. But right now… with the fire burning brightly under my skin, nothing mattered. A sinful union that would soon cease was not something new in the world we live in.

Or at least this was what I told myself when guilt would come creeping, to take hold of my last sane thoughts. When guilt would come to taint and grip my heart. It had no power over it, when I was already tainted by him. By his lips, by his hands and hungry kisses.

As I sink into the driver's seat, he buckles his safety belt into the passenger's seat and as I look a