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The longer he remained there holding my gaze, the more I felt my grip weaken as I stared back unsure. Caught between what should be and what I wanted it to be.

No.

He was just fucking with me.

Trying to undermine me.

Fighting in an underhanded and fucked-up manipulative way to become top dog here.

On turf that had been mine for years, that I’d worked to make mine.

And now he wanted something from Velra too.

Hot words spilled from his lips again and sent a shockwave of unexpected desire through me as he whispered, “The time for repression is past. You’re away from those who would cage you and your desires now. You’re free. Start acting like it. I’m around for whenever you’re ready to finally do that.”

I didn’t get the chance to utter a response—I wasn’t even sure I could—as he released himself from my grip with a spark of his magic, then sauntered out of the Dining Hall, not even bothering to return to his oatmeal and jerky.

He winked at me over his shoulder, then disappeared deeper into the building.

What. The. Fuck?

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~Sylas~

The wolf hybrid was a hot piece.

Absolutely no doubt about that.

So much intensity.

So deliciously wound up.

He was just begging to be unraveled.

And I was getting rock fucking hard just fantasizing about facilitating his surrender.

My first few days under this accursed punishment had proven far more interesting and satisfying than I’d imagined.

In more ways than one.

I’d thought coming here would prove to be incredibly intellectually stunting, that I’d be bored out of my mind. Yet, I’d witnessed—and experienced—something delightfully unexpected when the little Wraith hybrid had nearly detonated all over the Grand Atrium that day.

She had impacted me.

My magic.

Not only that—she’d enhanced it.

In those moments when she’d lost command of her magic, my power had flared of its own accord.

I’d actually lost control from the shock and intensity of it briefly.

Me.Lost control.

Me.Impacted by another’s power, and one far less learned.

Initially, it had been unnerving, but the broader implications had taken my attention over that.