A ring.
It was a damned diamond ring.
And not just a simple band with a single sparkling gemstone in the center; the sides were intricate, looking almost like lace, and there was a gorgeous frame encircling the diamond.
“Shit,” I whispered, staring at it.
It was the prettiest piece of jewelry I’d ever seen.
“We can send it back if you don’t like it, and pick out a different one,” Rocco said quickly. “I made it online. It was surprisingly easy, and—”
“Shut up,” I whispered, dropping the box and throwing my body at Rocco’s. He caught me easily, holding me up as I pressed my lips to his.
Though I’d caught him off guard with the kiss, his lips weren’t hesitant against mine. Our mouths moved together, our tongues finding each other the way they had the first time we’d made out, months ago.
Time had passed, but neither of us had forgotten.
His hands were hot on my hips, holding my core to his erection as he groaned into my mouth.
When his teeth scraped my lip, I froze.
He paused.
A shudder tore through me, as my wolf surged forward.
“Shit,” I whispered, wrenching my lips away from Rocco’s as I jerked away from him, trying to give my wolf space to shift so she wouldn’t hurt him.
He realized what was happening, and his eyes gleamed.
His glasses went back into the case, and he tossed them to the other side of the couch as he stripped his shirt over his head.
I cried out as my spine cracked, but gave my wolf all the control, so we could get it over with as quickly as possible.
My body contorted, and my wolf emerged.
Rocco’s shoes and pants landed on the floor beside his shirt, and he sprawled out over the couch. “I’m all yours,” he promised my wolf.
She gave a growl of agreement, studying him. Though I couldn’t read her mind, I would’ve put money on her contemplating which gorgeous part of him to leave her mark on.
Her eyes finally settled on his inner thigh, concealed by his boxer-briefs, but the exact same place his wolf had marked me.
And then, she lunged.