Chapter 57

"Who knows, I might find another changeling male who I'm compatible with, who I can start fucking and it'll keep me alive. But even if I don't find another compatible mate, it doesn't matter. I'm still going to fuck around and fulfill my list while I wait for my death. I'm going to the club tonight."

Wolfariane realized his hands had balled into fists. Again.

For the hundredth time, he unfisted and flexed those fingers. He stood at the window of his bedroom, staring out to the wildness that surrounded his tower.

He has good night vision even without the eyes of the wolf or the mountain lion, so he can see each tree in the forest, each grass, and each pathway. Head raised, he glanced at the sky.

The stars clustered around the half-moon, looking so beautiful and shiny. A shooting star went off, separating itself from the crowd while twinkling stars stood out from the rest. It is indeed a beautiful night.

She is in the club.

Those males are leering at her.

Their eyes are devouring