JASON

She shot me an incredulous look as she pistoned away from my penis. The light of the moon had been replaced by foggy mists that sizzled out of our bodies. I was angry too. Mad even. An infection was festering in her soul. The stench of the witch was very much there now. It was a wonder how I hadn't been able to sniff it out earlier. I had been betrayed. I wondered if she realized I knew her secret. I had opened myself up to her. I had given trust a chance and like my wolf and I had always inferred, Olamide had shattered it. What right did...