"Shut it!"
My hissed words are meant for the voice in my head that I can feel smirking with excitement and desire. It is not meant for the two werewolves now staring at me with confusion and hurt.
"What?" Eric asks, a sad expression settling over his face.
"f**k, sorry," I respond quickly, trying to fix my most recent f**k up. "That wasn't for you. Saphira heard what I was thinking, and now they won't stop pushing me into doing something I'm not completely comfortable with, but that's not surprising since they always push me when it comes to you two, which I don't understand whatsoever, but whenever I ask them, they always give me stupid cryptic responses like 'you'll see' and 'you'll find out soon enough' or just f*****g silence, which is infuriating to say the least, but Mrs. Santiago
