Page 22 of Savage Desire

Humans are all about loving other humans.

Witches are luring other witches under their spells.

While wolves fuck everything and everyone when the full moon shines, only to settle down with a wolf that bonds your pack with another.

It doesn’t matter how obsessed I am with Polaris. That’s all it could be: a fleeting bout of excitement. It doesn’t matter that I want to make sure she is safe at all times. It doesn’t matter how much I want to see her smile, and it definitely doesn’t matter how much I want to taste her sweet pussy on repeat.

I am a wolf and she is a witch.

Since Polaris isn’t in my first class, I spent the entire time distracted from the actual lesson as I worked on building the walls between us, well aware I was going to have to face her once combat class came around.

I’d done great, played down all that we are. Then she walked in and fucked it all to Hell with a simple soft smile and a single word.Hi.

It’s embarrassing how quickly my walls collapsed in her presence, but nowhere near as embarrassing as knowing I was taking it all out on her.

“Fuck.”

Startled blue eyes dart to mine, and I realize too little too late that I blurted that out loud.

I lift my hand, taking a tentative step toward her as if I’m approaching a ferocious animal ready to pounce, but the second I eliminate a single inch of distance between us, she takes off.

Gone.

Fuck.

Like hell is she getting away from me.

Her hair dances in the wind as she hurries toward the nearest door, but my main focus is settled on the sway of her ass. It should be impossible for it to move like that while running, but her entire body draws me in.

Definitely screwed.

Stomping after her, I reach the doorway she disappeared through as the door shuts after her. I open it with more force than necessary, sending the wood colliding into the wall. It ricochets as I step over the threshold, and a squeak comes from the left, where I find Polaris looking back with raw panic in her eyes.

She’s afraid.

She should be.

The things I want to do to her…

Fuck.

My tongue sweeps over my bottom lip as I dart after her, like a lion prowling after its gazelle.

I am the predator with my prey locked in sight, there is no way she’s getting away from me now.

As she rounds the corner at the end of the hallway, I’m not far behind her, but she quickly slips through the door leading to the girls’ bathroom before I can get ahold of her.

I freeze for a second, more with amusement than anything else. If she thinks hiding in here is going to make me back off, she’s in for a rude awakening.

Pressing my palm against the door, I make sure to be a little gentler in opening it, discreetly slipping inside before leaning back against the wall, trying to remain as undetected as possible.

The second I glance around the room, the entire space falls into the background when I find Polaris hanging over the basin. Her knuckles are white, clinging to the porcelain for dear life as she tries to calm her breathing. Once again, her face is hidden by her hair, and the vision of wrapping the ends around my fist so I can make sure I have a good view of her fills my mind.

My cock throbs at the idea. It’s been burning for attention since I saw her in the dining hall, not deflating in the slightest, not even when I tried to put an invisible wall between us.

I can’t bite back the smile on my face as I stare at her. She really thought I wouldn’t follow her in here?

Cute.

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