Chapter 12

Connor

The minute everyone left my cabin, i was finally able to breathe again without her scent running up into my nose. Why did she have to have good hygiene? Why did she need to smell like a meadow, the complete opposite of her personality.

She was the most infuriating little witch, and she was getting under my skin more and more for some reason, my wolf was extremely sensitive to every move she makes. While we watched the movie last night, i couldn't focus on anything else because i could hear every intake of air she had, every snot like laughter, and every time she glanced at me.

I could feel it all. I need to let out some steam. I couldnt do it at the palace so i had decided to stay at the cabin and do what helps me blow off steam best, exercise.

Turning up the music, i pulled off my shirt and hheaded to the gym. Every punch, every beat of the songs booming through the house fueled me with relief, and she was slowly leaving my mind. It was true what they said about hate being almo