After the encounter with Killian in his bathroom, Brynn rushed out of his room and ran into the corridors to catch her breath. She had almost leaned forward and kissed him, almost giving in to a selfish impulse.
She held her breath as she hurried to her room, feeling hot and queasy for some reason. Her wolf was urging her to go back to him, but Brynn fought the selfish urge. She felt like she didn’t have the right to want him for herself; he wasn’t hers.
Brynn felt her legs becoming weaker, as if she were dragging weights with each step. She entered her room, feeling her hand clamming up in cold sweat as she walked into the dimly lit room.
For a moment, it felt like the bedpost had become narrow and far away, and as she felt the room spinning out of axis, she immediately felt a sharp pa
