I snapped my eyes open, gasping for air as if I’d been underwater for an eternity. My heart was thumping a frantic rhythm against my ribs, and my skin felt like it was humming with a phantom electricity. I blinked rapidly, the harsh office lighting cutting through the hazy remnants of the dream. I looked over at Eryx and Theon, but they were both buried in their own documents, their focus entirely on the documents in their hands as if the world hadn't just ended and begun again in my head.
What an odd dream, I thought to myself, my fingers unconsciously flying to my neck to check for the puncture wounds I could still swear I felt. My skin was smooth, unblemished, and cool to the touch. I found nothing. Was my desire to mate with them manifesting into such a bizarre, primal nightmare? I as
