Magnus's POV
I woke up in the middle of the night, sat up in bed, ruminating over my duties for the day. Suddenly, my wolf prompted me go ahead and have a quickie.
"I need to sleep. I need to rest my head," I said to myself, laying my head on the pillows. Unexpectedly, my wolf started kicking me inside, heating furiously as I could feel it coming up my throat.
I struggled to my feet, searching for the restroom. Once I sighted it, I wobbled in, slamming the door shut. My eyes blinked repeatedly, but I still wasn't able to maintain composure.
Different scenes flashed through my memory, as I considered it as my wolf suggesting what next I should do. I didn't plan to bend any of these private maids this midnight, but my wolf wasn't willing to hear me out.
I got off my clothes quickly,
