Chapter One Hundred and Two
I breathed in the scent of Spencer. Warm with hints of sandalwood and musk that were all him. I focused on his scent, letting it relax me. He was mine, he was thrall, and soon I would claim him. He was a shifter like me and I knew he understood the struggle that I was going through.
The fight that I was having to control my beast around both of them. He could handle my dragon and claiming, but Andreena... She was human, she would be hurt and if I hurt her, I would never forgive myself and neither would Spencer.
I had thought that I had more control over my beast. That I wasn’t this close to going feral, but it felt like I was dangerously close to slipping over the edge.
My beast wanted to claim what was ours and it was only a matter of time until I did. But
