C12 Help from the Underworld

Ezra sighed, pushing his hair back out of his face, eyes pinned on my neck. I stood still, my heart hammering away in my chest.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” I asked.

“I didn’t,” he said, “because I knew you wanted me. I felt your heat. It was hard to concentrate on anything else, let alone the fact that you weren’t my mate.”

I swallowed hard, trying to process everything