Third person pov:
Then, with a final intake of the air, which he was in much need at that moment, Zion moved further, and reached the corridor leading to his mate’s room.
He took a few slow, and steady steps towards that familiar room, and then turned to face the dark brown coloured familiar door of the room, and twisted the lock to open the door, to enter the room, with his heart thumping inside his chest like it does not belong in that place to begin with. He was as nervous as hell, like he was going to face the judgement day on that day.
***well, more or less Zion was really in the same sort of situation, at that moment.
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On the other hand, Rory was in the same state like Zion too, when she heard the door to the room being pushed opened from the other side.
She even wished t
