*DRAYTON*
In a whirlwind rush, I pinned her to the bed and demanded imperiously. “Who the f**k are you?”
“What do you mean?” She threw me a confused look. “I am Elysia, of course.”
I won't be fooled.
This cannot be Elysia.
She radiates a lot of weird aura and gives off a vibe like a ticking time bomb. Plus, my wolf doesn't seem to go berserk because of her scent.
“You are not, Elysia,” I said assertively. “Now, reveal who you are, or I'm going to rip your head off.”
And I meant every single word. Fun fact, I ought to have ripped off her head by now, but for some reason, I needed to see who it was first.
“Oh come on, Drayton.” She giggled. “Is this some type of joke?”
The sound of her giggles sounded so much like Elysia. Her voice, her body, her face… everything. But I'd be da
