And oh my God.
Oh my actual God.
It did.
Because my stomach dropped and my knees felt unsteady and my wolf actually froze mid-pace like she was just as shocked as I was, and it was horrifying because this was Daren.
Daren, who I had been yelling at for the last ten minutes. Daren, who had been getting on my nerves since the second I walked into this house. Daren, who was now looking at me with that smirk like he knew exactly what my body had just done without my consent.
“What the f**k,” I said finally, too loud, too fast, my hands flying everywhere because my mouth and my brain were no longer on the same team.
“What the actual f**k was that? That’s what Damon calls me! Damon calls me that! Why do you sound like him? Why did you say it like that? What is wrong with your voice? Oh m
