Willow.
I all but bolted from the sauna the moment I was properly dressed. My hands were still shaking and fumbling with the hem of my uniform as I stepped into the hallway, trying not to look like I was fleeing even though that’s exactly what I was doing.
I Couldn't believe what had just happened or more like what I had allowed to happen. I’d fallen asleep beside him or let’s say witj him. The Lycan King! Damon! My supposed mentor. My supposed everything I was trying to avoid from the beginning!
How could I have let my guard down so carelessly?
My chest tightened with embarrassment as I picked up my pace. I didn’t sleep (not deeply) not since I’d arrived at this cursed institute. Sleep was weakness here just as comfort was a liability. One second too relaxed and you’d find yourself
