DERRICK POV
I knew the spell made me do s**t, and maybe it wasn’t even just the spell. It just helped unleash the horny beast in my soul. The one craving for Kai, craving for Dalton. Each f*****g moment. The only thing I was sorry for was that Dalton had to face the warlock alone, ’cause my mind was fogged by food lust—if that’s even a thing.
Now we were walking again in the forest, shadows stretching long under the moonlight, Great Bear Lake not too far judging by the damp chill in the air. Summer night, yeah, but out here the air still had teeth. The scent of pine needles was sharp, sap bleeding from broken branches, the earth damp and rich beneath my bare feet. I let my senses expand, Onyx prowling just under my skin, ears tuned to every snap of a twig, every rustle of leaves. We were
