305 Maddox needs a drink (3)

Lisa squirmed under Maddox's gaze. No one ever looked at her so intently.

With every passing moment, Maddox appeared to be larger, while she shrunk. Was that physically possible or was her imagination playing tricks on her?

Beads of sweat dripped down Lisa's forehead, and those were definitely not from the heat. She was nervous to the point of fainting. Why was he not saying anything?

Maddox was confused. Why was his wolf growling in his head?

Maddox's assessment of Lisa was spot on. He didn't care much about her personality, but he knew that she was coming onto him, which meant she was willing. Definitely not an innocent virgin, which was a bonus. Lisa was not a bombshell, but she was passable. He had worse.