His Witch, Her Alpha
What game is Kyle playing?
“The next person who mentions it will get their throat ripped out,” Xavier says, and as if summoned by us, I feel a pull from the corner of the room. The cafeteria door opens, and Eric walks in. Our table falls silent, but I can feel Xavier growing tenser. I cast my eyes on the table, but every part of me wants to look at him, be near him, touch him. It isn’t like my love for Xavier. It feels different. The pull is more potent. I have to resist it. I take a deep breath to calm my pounding heart, squeezing Xavier’s hand. I have to get past this. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I have to ignore him until Xavier and I become one.
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