Paw
The packhouse was stifling. So, I decided to join Matheus for a guard shift. I could use the break. I needed to get my mind off everything. There were too many things in my head. Our pack had been in danger, and now it seemed that it was slowly starting to relax. However, there were other things in my head. Mostly Lucy. I wanted her in my bed. I wanted her in my arms. I wanted her on her knees. Every time I thought of her, I was angry she was not already in those positions. If she was a werewolf, I would have marked her and made her mine already. She was already mine; she just did not know it. The air was supposed to do me good. That was my intention. Just some fresh air and a moment to think of anything else. Anyone else. I needed to do something else. I sh
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