The days drifted by.
The ten days Kael was gone were, for me, almost heaven.
Damien did not come for me again. Not once.
What had happened that first night began to feel like a dream,a feverish, ridiculous dream.
There were even moments when I wondered if it had really been him.
A Lycan King of his rank. A man with that much pride. Why would he have played his i***t brother's grotesque little game?
Friday afternoon. Kael reached out through the mind-link and told me he'd be home that night.
He wanted me waiting at the mansion.
I packed my things and went back.
I bathed. I lay on the thick wolf-pelt rug in front of the fireplace, scrolling on my phone, waiting.
Somewhere along the way, I fell asleep.
I have no idea how much time passed before the sound of the door pulled me up ou
