Triam
Triam walked around the garden. Anger thrummed around him like the air he breathed. He was at the point of the return; he could feel it. And he was hungry too.
Fuck, Triam closed his eyes as his throat burned and his fangs grew long. He breathed through it, willing his body to calm down. It wasn’t like he would get to feed any time soon. He had to wait for his mate to appear. And that was in the morning, hours away. Now, it was Kelani and Fallen’s turn. A possessive feeling filled him at the thought of them together.
No, don’t think about it, he told himself, turning down another path in the garden. He’d been walking for hours and wasn’t even halfway through the vast magical garden. He’d played there with Kelani when they were young and they never reached the end. It was like it
