บท 52: Our Queen - Part【2】

His knuckles skimmed upward against my jawline as he leaned down to place a tender kiss on my right cheek. "My freesia." The depth of his voice had me immobilized, the feeling of his lips on my flesh never ceased to evoke butterflies in my belly. But I had started to become greedy, I wanted more from him. I needed him to light me on fire. In a different way, in a sinful way.

"Freesia? Am I not your sunflower?" I teased him my lips pulled back to expose my teeth, a wide grin I offered him.

"Yes as a pup."

If I smelt like a sunflower to him as a pup how do I smell like a freesia now, I asked myself. "Has my scent altered?"

"Sunflowers do not possess any odour, Theia." He responded as he glanced over his shoulder to scan through the crowd to review and see if the wolves had settled down so they could commence on their journey.