Chapter 0357

My wolf yips inside of me, suddenly incredibly eager and awake, tuming in circles as we walk closer and closer to Jackson's door. Suddenly, I stop in the hallway, my jaw falling open as I look down at my chest-where she lives, alongside my spirit.

"You little brat!" I whisper aloud, appalled at her. She snickers, of all things - god, can wolves even snicker? "You were just pretending to be sleepy!"

My wolf doesn't answer me, just curls up demurely in my soul and crosses her paws, prim.

I laugh and roll my eyes, propelled forward, deciding not to think about it. I've had quite a bit to drink, after all - I probably won't get anywhere anyway.

The hallway is cool and dark as I tiptoe up to the door I know is Jackson's - the big suite in a quiet part of the palace where mom thought he'd be comfortable. Biting my lip a little, excited and anxious at once, I step close to the door and raise my fist, giving a quick little rap before whipping my hands behind my back.

for a long moment, there's

wolf gives an unintentional little howl, when I hear movement inside of the room - the soft rush of sheets, and then the soft

I'm still grinning as I tilt

of him right now, because my vision is...a little hazy from drinking. So, I close one eye and peer at him, grinning stupidly. "Hi," I say, pressing my hands together

crinkle that he's not displeased. Nope, not

as my eyes drift down over him, taking in his bare chest, the pajama pants slung low over

but

a little and realizing that I actually have not had many good opportunities to see Jackson shirtless- and certainly not this close. A few times, perhaps, during candidacy, when we were outside and it was hot and

the showers - Jackson, he

So, I never-

finger under my chin, turning my

caught just ogling him. I whip my hands up, smacking them over my face,

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