5. A jealous Majesty

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"Yes I do." A elfish smile tugging at her beautiful lips. Marcy Lye had this certain sex appeal to her that made her so desirable. I desired her, just for this week.

I think she could tell, with the way the air became more tense around us and my once light amber eyes became almost caramel brown. She giggles- practically dragging me around the corner of the clocktower.

When I feel strong emotions like lust for example- the air around me changes, or the person I feel the strong emotions for will receive a dream if they are sleeping. I've never had a lustful dream of someone so I wouldn't know what they would dream of.
Sometimes my vision blacks out because I can't control who gets them or when the visions happen. Ive only been at this school for two years, I'm a sophmore- I came here in eigth grade.
Sometimes, my visions get so bad that everyone that is close to me will black out and get dreams- of anything.

Before I can take Marcy, the Majesty and his little bitch come around the corner.
"Major cock block.." I mutter and Marcy giggles in agreement, his Majesty must have heard this as his head snapped up and stared deeply into my amber ones. His eyes so dark, almost blacker than the blackest black. Black meeting darkening amber ones.
That's how it all happened, how the charming whisp got snared in the jealous and arrogant heir to the werewolf thrones' trap. Behold, Asher Grayson-.

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