Bryan
I sighed, grabbed the tray, and carried it to the chaos that was my desk. The utensils were there, untouched. I tore into the steak with my bare hands because it was prepared exactly how I liked it: rare and lightly seared. It quieted the beast for now, though he hungered for more than food. He wanted the thrill of the chase, but I wasn't ready to start the search yet. My grip on him was unraveling a little more each day. I had to stay here until I mapped the best route to ensure success. Only after I was one hundred percent sure I had plotted the best course would I leave.
They said Talon found solace in his mate's scent as madness consumed him. I tried the same, but clinging to remnants of her only riled my beast further. This agitated the beast instead of easing the torment. The
