f**k.
Kalan pulled his pants up, and leaned against the door. He was acting like an animal. Where was the level-headed fairy he was known for? One look at Mystic and he flew right out of the window.
Shit...
He definitely took it too far this time. When he thought of that male with her, he lost it. And then her eyes turned blue, and he could see her wolf. For a second she’d felt like she was his again. The feeling came over him out of nowhere. He could still feel it thrumming through his veins. He didn’t understand what was going on between them. All the feelings that lay dormant for years were now rushing through him, flooding his senses.
Fuck, this is a mess, he thought as he walked to the basin. He opened the taps and splashed some water on his face. He avoided looking at himself
