Celeste's POV
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The pain, embarrassment and shame that came with Azrael's rejection almost made me numb.
It was rejection, right?
I kissed him. He kissed me back, with way more heat than I would've anticipated.
Safe to say I got aroused right there and then.
But then—he pulled away.
And left me open with words I still tried so hard to process.
Because the fuck does he mean by giving in to his wants would be 'catastrophic'? The man obviously feels the same pull that I do. He wants to thread THAT part.
So what's the matter?
"Tch," I clicked my tongue, pulling in a breath as I wandered around the academy compound. "Men. No matter the shape, age or colour they always find new ways to disappoint."
Now would be a good time to call Willow and rant to her. She was the only one I could talk freely about the bonds to... Even though she didn't know everything involved.
Too bad she and the other year two wolves were stuck in Professor Amelia's mandatory test.
