Chapter 36: Darius

The bond does go both ways, and it’s not to a lesser degree, but I can’t let her know the effect she has on me—the power she has over me. I can’t afford to be weak. I learned my lesson with Laurali, or at least I thought I did. My dick clearly didn’t.

I shift uncomfortably as I make my way to my bathroom to release the pressure before my balls explode. I could have at least finished, but that wouldn’t have been fair to her. I should have never kissed her, touched her, thrusted inside her. I’m only making things worse. She just looks so much like Laurali. She even smells like her. I should have told her the whole story, what really happened all those years ago.

Laurali was older than me, much older, an envoy of the fae court, royalty even, here to try to bring the eastern packs into the peace accord. I remember the first time I saw her. I was 25, a pup really by hybrid standards.

She walked onto the training grounds, and when the sun hit her, her hair shined like fire and her skin gl