Deflowered

Logan walked out of the palace with his heart feeling like it had just been ripped out of his chest and stomped over in the mud with dirty old shoes. He was at his lowest. Life had given him so much before this point in his life when an average person with a weak heart would be long dead from suicide causes. 

He went straight to Celia’s house to check up on her because he had nothing to do at his own house. When he got to the door of her house, he felt his heartbeat increase. He suddenly felt the urge to see her vanish. All he came to do was to get laid if he was being honest to himself. 

After such a day, that was all he needed. And he knew she wanted it too, so perhaps it would be a win-win. He would satisfy her fantasies of sleeping with a werewolf while he would fuck her to escape from the harsh real