Page 29 of Draven

Yet here I was, shattered and unable to fully control my inner beast.

With a sigh, I rose from the bed and crossed the room to the window. The curtains were drawn shut, blocking out the morning sun.

Rising to my feet, I opened the windows, allowing the golden rays to flood the room. Closing my eyes, I basked in the sun's warmth.

Everything felt different now. When I had approached Zane weeks ago, seeking refuge within his pack, I had been desperate, lost in the suffocating grip of darkness that threatened to consume me.

To be honest, a part of me had even entertained thoughts of giving up entirely.

But then, Tobias had walked into my life. In just seven short days, he had managed to become someone really important to me.

Every time we were together, the curse seemed to matter less, and I was hopeful that someday, it would cease to matter entirely. It sounded like I was using him, but I wasn’t.

Deep down, my dragon knew he was the most important person to me—my mate. Such a frightening thing to acknowledge, given I was at the lowest point in my life.

I didn’t deserve him, and yet I couldn’t stay away either.

My phone vibrated from a nearby table. Seeing Tobias's name, I swiped it.

Most people just messaged each other, but Tobias usually called me, knowing I liked hearing his voice first thing in the morning.

My little wolf was thoughtful that way.

"Morning," I greeted.

"Morning. I hope you had a good sleep," Tobias said. "Tim just texted me. My car's ready."

"Shall we pick it up together?" I asked.

"Let's pick it up after my shift?" Tobias asked.

"Sure," I answered. "I'll pick you up at the library at 5 pm?"

"Perfect. Have a great day, Draven."

"You too," I told him.

As soon as I ended the call with Tobias, another incoming call flashed on my screen. Zane. I groaned inwardly.

I knew Zane had good intentions, but he kept checking in every 2-3 days, which was unnecessary, given I had been on my best behavior so far.

I debated ignoring the call, but knew that would only make things worse. Might as well get this over with.

"Zane," I said, unable to keep the irritation out of my voice. "Everything's still good."

"Draven, I know this must feel tedious, but it's necessary," Zane reminded me. "I'm just doing my job."

"I understand...but Zane, I'm really getting better. Tobias--"

"Have you told Tobias everything?" Zane interrupted, and I groaned.

"Not yet. I don't think he's ready," I admitted.

"Or maybe you're not the one ready," Zane said.

I growled in frustration.

"Soon," I said.