I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access. He licked and kissed my skin softly, making my wolf purr and pace with excitement. Cain’s canines grazed my skin as he held me tightly, then his teeth punctured my skin, and he bit down hard, causing me to groan from the burning, pleasuring pain.
Calyx POV:
Freja’s return had my blood boiling with anger. I snuck out of the packhouse and headed straight for the woods, punching the trees as I passed them and taking my anger out on the bark. After walkingunning for about a mile, I stopped near the old oak tree, waiting for Lazarus' dumbass to show up.
As I stood there waiting for him, I heard branches snapping behind me and almost instantly, the smell of death flooded my nostrils, warning me of the grotesque creature that was closing
