I wasn't sure what I was going to do, but when I saw that it was 11 o'clock at night, a wave of nerves washed over me.
“Are we really going?” I said to my she-wolf.
“Don't be a coward, Onyx! Besides, you know you want to see that sinful man sweating masculinity,” said my she-wolf in a wicked tone.
Was my wolf in heat? She always spoke in such a vulgar way. I pretended not to care and left the room quietly to put on a short dress and some workout shorts.
Everything in me was filled with nerves. But I didn't want to keep fighting my destiny, so I went to the training ground and waited for midnight.
I wandered around the field for almost an hour waiting for the king, but when I looked at the wall clock, I realized it was almost two in the morning.
“That man isn't coming,” said my she-wo
