Mated to the Night Wolf
He licks his lips, and his long eyelashes brush his skin when he blinks most beautifully, and then he suddenly looks at me, holding my gaze and I freeze in that unknown gaze.
Those colors I can not identify.
"Have you found something?" he asks.
I blink out of my haze, shaking my head, my cheeks heating up once more and this time I sit down, and bow my head so my gaze can not linger from the pages before me.
I feel his eyes on me for a few seconds but they move back to the pages soon enough.
I force myself to concentrate, and after enough scolding, I eventually do, following the story before me.
It spoke of Adzar, the magic of chaos. This is why it opens doors to the endless. The Endless is w