MILLICENT
Unlike Xander, the fire didn’t leave. It clawed at me, begging for relief, but all I could do was sit there trembling, fighting back the urge to text Zayne.
My wolf was still silent, and that silence was worse than her smug voice. I felt trapped inside my own body.
By the time I stumbled back to my room, I was barely standing. I went straight into the showers and sat on the cold tile floor, the water pouring over me while I whispered to myself like a lunatic. “Calm down. Please calm the f**k down.” My fingers dug into my scalp but It didn’t help. Nothing helped.
Even with the heat eating me alive, Xander could walk away. Just like that. Rejection seared deeper than the lust.
I dragged myself to bed after, wrapped in my duvet and I managed to fall asleep, the exhaustion pull
