SEBASTIAN'S POV
My control snaps.
It happens the second she throws my question back at me, her eyes wide and defiant and f*****g terrified. All the days of watching her, wanting her, the fury at her hiding things, the burn of the bond stretched tight by her stupid, brave words in class... it all coils into one hot, sharp point in my chest.
Mine.
My wolf doesn't ask. He just moves.
I close the last bit of distance between us, my hands slamming against the wall on either side of her head, caging her in. The window rattles. She gasps, her back pressing flat against the cool glass.
"What do I want?" My voice is pure gravel, a growl ripped from somewhere deep. "I want you to stop lying. To me. To yourself."
Her chin lifts. That f*****g stubborn lift. "I'm not—"
"You stood up there and s
