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

inside of the room - the soft rush of sheets, and then the soft sound of Jackson's footsteps -

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

little hazy from drinking. So, I close one eye and

keep from smiling, but I can tell by the way that his eyes crinkle that he's not displeased. Nope,

eyes drift down over him, taking

it but

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

him in the showers - Jackson, he always took his showers

So, I never-

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

mutter quickly, blushing beet red to have been caught just ogling him. I whip my hands up,

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