Tantrums and Turmoil *

Nazneen hated that she allowed herself this comfort knowing this man didn't have the intentions she wanted him to have. But her instinct was too strong. It was so challenging to smell him, hear his heartbeat and breathing yet stay away. It was so difficult to ignore the longing in her to finally be in her breedmate's arms. It had been the only thing to keep her sane and alive all those years in the darkness. The only comfort she found and now she was deprived of it. 

She snuggled against him, inhaling his scent while the tears streamed down her face. Only tonight would she allow herself this comfort. She would imagine he was a dragon and felt the same way about her and with that thought, she found comfort and fell asleep.