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.

a long moment,

gives an unintentional little howl, when I hear movement inside of the room - the soft rush of sheets, and then the soft sound of Jackson's footsteps - shockingly light for such a big

turns, and the door opens just a crack. I'm still grinning as I tilt my chin up to look into

hazy from drinking. So, I close one eye and peer at him, grinning stupidly. "Hi," I say, pressing my

by the way that his eyes crinkle that he's not displeased. Nope, not

over him, taking in his bare chest, the pajama pants slung low

it but Jackson is

times, perhaps, during candidacy, when we were outside and it was hot and a couple of

- Jackson, he always took his showers privately, like I

So, I never-

Jackson murmurs, laughing a little, reaching out a hand and curling a finger under my chin, turning my face

blushing beet red to have been caught just ogling him. I whip my hands up, smacking them over my face, covering my eyes as well as

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