Page 63 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire

Alessandro Moretti

Kassia’s fingers itched to trace the penultimate line, and if the professor hadn’t been there, she would have.

Yours,the professor had written.

Alessandro Moretti, one of the world’s most sought-after bachelors – the sexiest man alive in her eyes – considered himselfhers.

Something nuzzled her palm, and only the slightest frisson of fear ran down her spine at seeing the professor’s Lyccan form so close.

Their eyes met, and when Kassia saw the question in its gaze, as if the professor was silently asking why it took her too long to read a relatively short message, she shook her head with a faint smile. “It’s n-nothing,” she murmured, emotions she didn’t want to label making her voice husky.

Swallowing past the last remnants of her fear, Kassia tentatively reached for the wolf.

Its green gaze remained steady as she did, and even with its formidable body motionless, it still cut a dauntingly lethal form.

Finally, her fingers grazed the top of the wolf’s head, and her breath caught. Its fur was silky soft, almost luxuriously so.Which was a beautiful thing, Kassia thought, but even she knew she couldn’t stop there.

Sucking her breath in as her trepidation came back in full force, she forced her hand to move.Up. Down.Her fingers moved cautiously, the cowardly, irrational part of Kassia expecting the wolf to turn around and chomp her fingers off in any moment.

But it didn’t.

Her courage grew, and after a moment of hesitation, she ran her fingers through its fur, combing down on its flanks. Her fingers paused on the spot where she could feel its heartbeat against its chest.

She blinked in surprise.

The wolf’s heart was racing.

No, theprofessor’sheart was racing.

It made her own heart race as well, and even though she still had trouble reconciling that both wolf and the professor were one, she determinedly swung her legs off the bed to bend closer towards the creature.

As she touched the wolf’s head, it turned towards her, nuzzling her hand. The action made her tremble, but she didn’t pull away. A second later, the wolf licked her hand, and a surprised giggle escaped Kassia. “That tickles!”

Its green eyes gleamed before the wolf licked her hand again.

A thought strayed into her mind – that it was the professor licking her hand right now – and Kassia gulped, a forbidden thrill sweeping over her at the realization.

When she pulled her hand away, the wolf looked at her before padding towards the bathroom. Stopping in front of its door, it glanced back at her and let out a single bark when she remained unmoving.

Get ready,the bark clearly said.

She couldn’t help smiling at it, murmuring ruefully, “Even when you’re in Lyccan form, you’re still ordering me around, Professor.”

The wolf rolled its eyes at her.Naturally.

She rolled her eyes back.Tyrant.Shaking her head, she started to stand but immediately wobbled at her first step, and a gasp slipped out of her mouth as ill-used muscles of her body protested. “Oww.” Why was she in sudden pain? Had she been injured—-

Memories suddenly assailed her.

The professor’s muscular form naked on top of hers-—

His hands rushing over her body—-

His cock sliding into her—-

“Oh.” Desire flared, even just by remembering, Kassia’s cheeks turning red as the reason behind her aching body became clear.

At the same time, she heard the wolf sniff and when she glanced at it guiltily, the creature’s nostrils flared. It was as if the wolf had detected the carnal nature of her thoughts by its scent, andshe covered her face in embarrassment. “Stop staring at me, Professor.”