Primals (Reverse Harem 1)

Of course, he knows. I wouldn’t be surprised if every primal in the building and those a mile away could smell our lust.

Yes, we both wanted it. And yet, I stopped. Crazy, I know. I still don’t know how I managed to walk away from her, my legs still urging me to go back, every bit of animal in me screaming for me to finish what I started. But I won’t.

Ironic. I’ve found the one person who can truly make me lose control and yet, that’s also why I can’t.

I let out a deep breath, shoulders heaving.

“Take care of her.”

With that, I drag myself out of the building, turning wolf and breaking into a run as soon as I’m outside. As the wind sweeps against my face, I feel slightly better though a voice in my head tells me that I’m no longer free, nor will I ever be.

And strangely, I don’t mind it at all.

Chapter Twenty-Five

~ Clarissa

SITTING ON THE BED in one of the rooms at Kyle’s lakeside house, I cradle the cup of coffee in my hands, the aroma of the fresh brew seeping into my nostrils, which I savor with eyes closed, while its warmth sweeps into my palms.

A breeze drifts into the room, brushing against my cheeks. I open my eyes, gazing past the billowing curtains at the blue sky and its windswept clouds.

Strange. I feel like I just woke up from a nightmare. Now that everything is so calm and peac

eful, it almost seems as if the terrible events of the past few weeks never happened.

Almost.

I look at my arm, remembering the pain I felt when that monster, Syllas, bit me. I may have no scars but I have the memories. I may look the same but I know I’m not.

“Sebastian healed you,” Theo says, standing by the door.

I raise my eyebrows. Really? This was something I hadn’t known. One more thing I had no memory of then. I’d simply assumed my wounds closed like they have been doing recently.

I wonder what else had been hidden from me.

I didn’t have long to guess.

“The wounds were too deep, too severe and you were drained,” he explains, as if reading my thoughts. “So Sebastian stepped in.”

I turn to him. “And where is he now?” I’d asked him this before, but he’d only gone silent and refused to answer. Now, for whatever reason, he tells me.

I must be doing better if he thinks I’m ready for bad news. Lucky me.

“He left,” Theo answers. “He said it’s best. The...treatment took quite a toll on him.”

Worry seizes me. “Is he okay?”

“Nothing he can’t handle, but he said it’s better if he stays away for now.”

I pause, staring at the surface of my cup. Some of my memories are a blur but I clearly remember him kissing me, his tongue tangled with mine, his fingers against my skin.

I blush. Was that part of the ‘treatment’?

“Toshi isn’t here, either,” Theo adds. “If you’re wondering about him.”

“Of course,” I say, recalling how he stopped Syllas.

He may have been a spy but he also saved my life, endangering his own. I’m still not sure how I feel about him. I have mixed feelings. That doesn’t mean I’m not concerned.