Chapter 77 Elemental Werewolves: The Curse of The Dragon

Ariana’s POV

“Damon, I have a class this morning,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

It was morning, a few minutes after dawn. I had an early morning class around eight that I couldn’t miss but he didn’t seem to care about that.

I struggled against his hold, fighting my way through his biceps to create some distance between us and potentially escape but it just didn’t seem to be working.

I’d never seen him train a day in my life so what was that amount of mass doing in his biceps?

“It’s an important class.” I prompted.

“We just woke up,” His throaty voice tingled on my neck. He kissed my hair, “A few more minutes.”

I couldn’t help it, warmth found its way to my cheeks, “What will I do if I’m late for class?”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.” He pushed himself closer to me, the tip of his nostrils on my neck, caressing gently.

I tried to fight his hold again, unsuccessfully, “I can’t miss this class, Damon. Unhand me.”