Winter
Loki’s eyes bulge as I lock my hands around his throat. I hate this pig!
I woke up from my nap feeling ill. I threw up a couple of times, which is unusual for me. I never get sick enough to vomit. However, once I had thrown up, I felt a bit better.
After brushing my teeth, I went in search of Fenrir. I didn’t bother changing out of my pajamas. I felt comfortable the way I was, and I figured I could eat dinner in my room.
I don’t feel like company this evening. I want to be with Fenrir, just the two of us, for the rest of the night. After the day I’ve had, lying in my mate’s arms where I’m safe is all I want.
But not me, no. I can’t have a quiet moment because there’s always one dickhead or another pis.sing me off!
I walked into Fenrir’s office to find his brothers and father a
