Lamont reached out his hand and lifted up Hazel’s chin a little, her red lips were slightly trembling due to nervousness. He couldn't help but bend over and kiss her on the lips.
Her cherry-like month seemed to have magic powers, he wasn’t able to resist such lure.
Lamont’s sudden kiss frightened Hazel, her body froze in an instant.
She sat beside him stiffly, accepting his kiss in silence.
Then Lamont released her and looked into her eyes, an indescribable emotion surging in his eyes, "you seem to be more afraid of me than before… I’m not a wolf. I won’t eat you."
Hazel fell silent.
‘You're not just a wolf, you're a starving wolf!’ she wondered.
She was completely in his control.
But she didn’t reveal her true opinion. "I'm not afraid of you, I’m just a little bit nervous since I haven't seen you for a few days," said Hazel obediently.
She wasn’t lying.