Gyles.
What are you doing?
I don't know.
This is fucked up.
I have never done anything this lowly in my whole life. I hate this as much as he will after this happens. My wolf is trembling. The fact that I know I shouldn't do this makes me want to even more. I am attracted to blue. I think about him when I got to bed. He will always linger in my mind. I will always wonder what he feels like. This is something I have to do, even though deep down, I know that I shouldn't do this.
Rex mentioned that we can't have sex until the mating ceremony which is supposed to happen during a full moon. I know that he mentioned consequences. I don't care about the consequences. I don't care about mates and werewolves. I don't care about the goddess of the moon. They want me to be what I am not. I will not succumb to them.
This is the only way that I can do this.
