19. Alaric

19. Alaric

My lycan wouldn’t shut up since that day we were close enough to inhale her, feel her, touch her… I was glad I didn’t. I needed a getaway to stop my lycan from claiming her without yet completing the mating process. Anything to take my mind off her for just a minute. As soon as opportunity throws itself at me, I took it. Apparently, some packs requested me personally to train the new recruits. I grabbed the letter and shipped myself off to Watergoose pack to offer assistance, even if all I wanted was to breathe in Camilla’s scent and…God, feel her body against me. Her scent alone was driving me crazy, although she didn’t know it. Those minutes I wished for turned into days, days into weeks before I am forced to head back for the awaited mating ceremony.

I told myself I can’t avoid her forever. In one way or another, I have to do what is right if I consider Camilla my mate. I would not let my lycan hurt her anymore than he hurt Lily. I regret letting pure instinct take cont