Mating The Half She-Wolf
Were we actually thinking the same thing right now?
Was this it?
But as we leaned into each other, his phone buzzed, snapping us back to reality.
“Shit,” Levi cursed, staring at the screen. “I have to go take another dose of potion.”
Before I could protest, he disappeared, leaving me standing in the middle of the field, still fighting to shake away the heat of his touch on my skin.
By the time we got to school, my fingers were sore and my mood surprisingly light. Even after taking his potion, Levi had returned to my side, talking about nonsense—music, food, how he had once tried to dye his hair blue when he was ten.
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