Chapter 24 : War Drums
*Julian*
The feeling of the earth beneath his paws would never get old. There was something about truly letting his power ripple through him, the muscles along his back coiled and ready to strike, that was like a drug to him.
There was a time when he considered shifting and never shifting back. Who was going to stop him from disappearing out into the wilderness for good? He didn't have anything at the compound to tether him, besides the crushing weight of his duty.
But then there was Amelia.
She had changed everything. Now, even in this form, he carried an empty place in his chest when he was away from her. Her shocked face, that flicker of flame in her eyes every time he called her on her shit, played constantly in his mind. He wanted to tease her forever, to draw that flustered part of her out to play.