**Liam**
As I stepped into my room, I gently closed the door behind me, creating a barrier between me and the chaos of the outside world. I breathed a sigh of relief as I set my belongings down, then reached for a soft towel in my closet. The thought of a long, hot shower wrapped around me like a comforting embrace, promising to wash away the tension that had coiled itself tightly within me. I turned on the tap, letting the steaming water cascade over my shoulders, soothing my frayed nerves.
But no matter how much I focused on the warm droplets, my mind drifted back to Zayla’s captivating violet eyes. They were mesmerizing, unlike anything I had seen before. In my experience with shifters, their eyes were often shades of green, blue, or sometimes even gold and brown, but never had I enco
