[Ellie's P.O.V.]
That damned Anton! I gritted my teeth, knowing exactly what he meant. Myron was still so young, yet he was already thinking about things that would happen many years later.
I wanted to curse, but before I could open my mouth, Anton covered my lips. I swallowed back all my words and my body gradually softened. He kissed my forehead, nose tip, chin, and finally made his way down.
Anton's lips and tongue landed on my collarbone and he licked it gently. I felt itchy and twisted my body to break free. In my daze, I remembered what my father had said to me during the day and asked, "Anton, father is about to leave. He wants me to go back too."
"Just go back and leave the hotel to Rowling for now. I'll make arrangements for the pack tomorrow and go back with you."
