"Qualifications can suck a dick and kiss my ass."
The level of fucks given by Guinevere Lunaris was dropping by the second. It was at this point in the night that she was in a closet surrounded by dead bodies.
To get there, we need to rewind six hours, when she was still with the competent wolf king.
Unwelcome Development #1:Accidental Dry Hump To Floor Collapse
"My wolf." His breath was ragged. "Guinevere. Run. Please."
She didn't panic like he expected.
"Nicholas, look at me," she whispered, cupping his face with both her hands.
She waited until she had his eyes.
"Take a deep breath. You're not going to hurt me."
She was misunderstanding what was happening by a continent. He would have laughed at how adorable she was being if he wasn't having an internal crisis.
"Just close your eyes for a second, and swallow him down. He's probably just reacting to all the wards." She spoke in the same tone she used on the four-year-old boy to calm him down.
