NYX

Aidan stayed quiet, staring at me like he wanted to devour me, break me, pin me down, wreck me... I don’t know, I couldn’t make sense of this man or all his moods.

“Well then, little witch,” that wolfish voice suddenly whispered in my ear as the winter male leaned in close.

“But even if you cry, I won’t show you any mercy. Time to learn who’s in charge here.”

He even had the nerve to threaten me.

I scoffed as he walked away, taking off that black cloak, then the white shirt, heading toward the shelter of some trees.

“I’m a Selenia, a Selenia!” I growled at him, even though I was starting to realize he only called me ‘witch’ to get on my nerves.

My eyes locked on his bare, muscular back just before he disappeared behind the trunk.

“Focus, Nyx.”

I slapped my cheeks lightly and took a deep breath, closing my eyes and summoning the shift.

I had good control of my magical wolf form.

Grandpa loved taking us out to run under the moon and train us to fight; even Laziel wasn’t spared.

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