*Morgan*
After I feel good enough to stand, Shane and I leave the party, and everyone understands.
“I’m going to make a quick antidote to the poison Reginald gave me,” I tell Shane.
“Yes, I think that’s a good idea.”
He follows me to my potion-making shed and watches as I make a quick mixture.
“I’m so happy that you’re alright,” he says after I drink the potion. Immediately, I feel better.
Shane comes up to me and pulls me into his arms. We begin to kiss, and it gets very heated quickly. Out of nowhere, I feel Shane spirit us away. I open my eyes and see that we are now in his bedroom.
Perfect.
After all the ups and downs we’ve experienced today, all I want to do is be with him. I’m frantic to be with him, and I can tell by the look in his eyes that he feels the same. I want to lose myself in my mate. I push him onto the bed, and his eyes widen in shock at my forwardness.