"I want her," he said simply.

"Well, you can't have her. If you wanted to be around her so badly then why did you give me control?" When he didn't answer, my mind began putting his actions together and I clenched my jaw. "We are not doing that."

I couldn't risk him marking her. I couldn't control him as is and if he were to claim her...he'd never let her go.

"But we are," he replied. "You know you want to." He was right about that. I did want her, but it couldn't be like this. If Queen were to leave me, there would be a constant war in my mind inflicted by him. With enough shit as I had going on, I didn't need that.

"Why couldn't you just go out and find a wolf lady to do that with? You're fucking shit up for me."

"Because I want HER!" he screamed, making my head pound as I tried to hold him back. My chest aches as my primal instincts fought me, and he laughed a deep laugh. "You can't stop me, Syn. I'm only a mirror of the things you want. The only difference between us is I don't hold myself back."

I ignored him, moving further away from Queen. If I stayed far enough away from her, I could control him for the remainder of the night. I just couldn't get too close-

"Syn?" Queen asked, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. "Are you okay?" She moved towards me and I groaned, holding my hand out to stop her.

"Queen, you need to leave!" I said in a harsh tone, pain coursing throughout my body.

"What's wrong?" She frowned. I closed my eyes, my skin flaming as I began shaking in my spot. I could feel her move closer to me, and her proximity began chipping away at whatever strength I had against him. "Syn."

Her hand landed on my shoulder, and within a snap, everything in me became still. The pain disappeared, my shaking stopped, and the flames inside of me began a full warmth. My wolf's laugh continued in my head and I took a deep breath as he spoke up, "I win."

Fuck.

Syn's shaking stopped at my touch and I leaned toward him to search his face

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Syn's shaking stopped at my touch and I leaned toward him to search his face. His eyes were shut, beads of sweat dripping down his head as his hair cling to him. I pushed his dark hair out of his face and noticed the heat in his skin. "Syn, are-"

I was knocked off balance as he wrapped his around my waist and laid me against the hard floor. His lips captured mine in a harsh kiss, which was different from his usual dominating yet tender one, but I still couldn't resist him. I parted my lips for him and he greedily accepted as he grabbed one of my ankles and moved it aside. His hips ground against me, sending waves of butterflies to my lower body.

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