Page 40 of Unicorn Shifter Academy
After retreatingto the room adjacent to Raze’s, I tried to make sense of the unfamiliar feelings rolling through my body.
Sebastian had respected my unspoken desire to be alone.
And it wasn’t just because I might be infected with Corruption.
The female had done something to me, although I wasn’t sure what. The certainty that she was my soul mate was deeply unsettling.
Mostly because she was already clearly interested in Raze.
And the way Sebastian had looked at her assured me that if she was to be a potential Broodmare, he was going to get first dibs.
Unless we share…
I groaned as my body hardened at the thought. Rolling onto my stomach on the bed, I wished I could just fall asleep and let this crazy night pass me by.
Her intoxicating scent seemed to reach me through the walls.
Peaches and cream.
That’s what I decided she smelled like. She’d ridden me bareback and there hadn’t been very much separating her scent from my body.
I wanted nothing more than to knock on her door and see if she was interested in exploring this connection.
But Raze was still in there and likely deathly ill.
He would recover. I was sure of it, and despite the amount of pain I knew he must be in right now, I envied his time alone with Bonny.
Perhaps I could check on them soon…
It wouldn’t be unusual for most supernaturals to share a female. Especially if it turned out that there was going to be a shift in our species and female Unicorns now existed, sharing would be the logical course of action.
Most shifter packs worked that way, from what I’d learned about them in my classes.
And I’d been a student at the Academy for over two hundred years. I’d definitely learned most of what the Academy had to offer.
Of course, I’d graduated long ago, but I’d never left the Academy. Instead, I’d decided to become a permanent Guardian and eventually worked my way up as one of the Legion’s Generals.
When I’d been younger, my drive had been to change the Unicorn laws for my mother's sake. She didn’t even know I was alive.
Now, though, I’d grown out of that.
Or perhaps I’d given up.
I was actually even older than Master Nox, but I didn’t have the drive for his position.
I was content.
Or at least, I used to be.
Before… her.
Now all I wanted to do was to bury my nose in her neck, then run my tongue down her…
Stopping myself before the thoughts ventured too far, I remembered why I wasn’t supposed to be feeling this way.
If I did give in, I would become a Stallion.
I’d lose everything. All my years investing in learning how to be the perfect Guardian would be thrown away.
