Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate
I awkwardly smirked and then muttered, “But… you did save me from that panther once. So… thanks. I forgive you.”
He looked startled, then bowed stiffly and left.
Xander locked the door behind him. “Never trust a Gravok. They hold grudges for centuries.”
“I thought panthers were the bad guys.”
“They’re worse. If he ever shows up in your dreams again, don’t look at his face longer than ten seconds, and tell me as soon as you’re awake.”
“I’m not your dream-snitch,” I huffed.
He smiled, crossing to the vanity to set the bowl aside. “I used to feel everything about you, smell you, track you. Then Neriah severed it all when the Moon Goddess turned her.”