Maisie
It was a full moon tonight.
My fingers rested on the windowsill as I squinted over the edge, shivering as the night wind lifted my hair.
I could hear the drumming in the distance, the same kind that had thrummed in my soul on the night of the Blood Moon.
The castle was quiet, nearly empty, and I knew the Lycans were on that hill surrounded by the woods. I could feel the heightened bloodlust in the air and there was a string tied to my gut that pulled me toward those hills, commanding me to go, to hear the frantic drums and… Hunt.
"Don't even think about it."
I gasped, finding myself a second away from climbing over the ledge. I let go without thinking and fell in an undignified manner, landing on my ass.
Soren scowled down at me. And I glanced up at him.
And it felt like magic… what? No. Eew. I shook my head aggressively before opening my eyes again.
He still looked… mouthwatering.
