CHAPTER 19 Zira

  Nina continued her war path on nature, as I tried my best to forget and let go. Letting go of the way he smelled after working out or taking a shower, the way his hands combed through my kinky hair, the way he holds me like he never wants to let go, and that night. Oh Goddess that night will forever be imprinted in my brain. This was harder than I thought and the more I thought about that the angrier I got. I needed someone to blame other than him. I needed someone to feel my pain. I wanted something, no, someone to punch.

  Then a growl disrupted our thoughts. Nina turned around and came face to face with the dark eyes of a rogue. The rogue shifted and stood before me as a naked man. He was huge, maybe 6’5, pure muscle, and scars all over his body. He had one distinct scar across his face from ear to ear. He was smiling, sniffing the air.