he

unable to tear themselves away. The girl, whoever she was, had just collided with me moments ago, sending everything

hat brief contact. My wolf stirred inside me, more alert than it had been in a long

ettled, thudding against my ribcage with an intensity I hadn't felt in ages. I ca

y breath, still staring down the

a, Fred, asked, his voice p

he spell that had settled over me. "That girl," I said, n

"The girl with the tray?" he asked, sounding more than a little confused. "I don't know. Probably one

uld be one of my father's brides. She was far too young for him. There

ot interested in the sub

n closed it again, realizing how

h

clawing at my insides, desperate to find her again? Because something about

that. Not out loud.

to be casual, even though I felt

d a hand on my shoulder and said, "You need to relax, Theo

I would want to fuck the first girl who throws a tray at me? And one who might ev

"I've been your best friend for over fifteen years, Theo. I think I know you wel

the time about me. But there was no way that

ntinued, draping an arm across my shoulder, "You said yo

e was right. I had come here for a reason: to meet with my father and discuss my futur

or electric the encounter had been. I hadn't had sex in a while, maybe that's why

self and went straight to my room. I had to take

her off my mind. She was like this thing that had imprinted o

ide brown eyes that seemed to say more than they

to stroke my length slowly, her figure coming into frame. Something had to be definitely wrong with m

badly. I want to make her

ined her soft body gliding down all over mine, her softness to my hardness. I imag

and, but that didn't make me feel better. I w

dn't be just a result of my insatiable sexual appetite. Was she s

c, I stepped out of the shower. At that same moment, my door suddenly op