Jaxon

I was done playing games.

I’d danced around Elvira for too long, holding back when all I wanted was to consume her. Elvira had become the rhythm of my every thought, the ache in my chest, the fire under my skin. And I knew, I knew, she wanted me too.

No more waiting. If I couldn’t have the bond, all of it, I didn’t want anything at all.

I stormed through the halls, each step charged with purpose, hunger burning in my chest. Her ...