[Author's Note: The next few chapters contain ex.pli.cit, high-steam light B.D*SM elements, including delayed or.ga.sm (edging), spa.nk*ing, and light bo*ndage. Please, skip if any of these elements might be triggering to you.]
SIGRUN
If you called me stubborn, you wouldn't be wrong.
Actually, you’d be entirely spot-on. Because after my little library encounter with Varul—right before he had to run off to attend to some urgent pack business—he had made me promise, in no uncertain terms, that I would stop avoiding him. He’d made me look him in the eye and agree to sleep in his chambers tonight.
And I had agreed. I’d nodded, murmured my assent, and let him think he’d won.
But here I was, standing in the middle of my own chambers, totally planning to sleep alone for the fourth night sinc
