Chapter 14

• In wolf form, I’ll get there in minutes but completely naked, and I haven’t yet tried to turn of my own accord. Too preoccupied to even attempt it and wouldn’t know how to start without a bit of practice. I need to shower, change, make myself look half-human at least, and hide the dark circles and shadows from pining my days away. I don’t want him to see me at my worst.
• I am desperate to find relief in the meeting, even if the outcome won’t be what my heart hopes. My body is weighed down with lethargy when I drag myself up, and it takes all my willpower to haul ass to the bathroom moments later. Torn in two, though, with a little shining light of delusional hope telling me that maybe what he needs, and wants to do face to face, is mark me as his mate. Perhaps we can do this in secret and find a way to be together—or maybe not.
• I still cannot seem to get to grips with how this can be. How imprinting on a relative stranger can completely derail everything you knew before and make you so insanely in need of them you would tie your life up in theirs just to breathe. Pushing that person into the center of everything and craving them with the intensity of severe addiction.