saulkshâ:
  When their foreheads touched, his eyes fell closed. The tall maleâs chest still rose and fell with heavy breaths as his heart pounded. He was so pissed off, heartbroken, and confused. Maybe he couldnât hurt Aylwin even if he tried, but was it his former lover he wanted to hurt or himself? Saulk didnât know if he wanted to shove, hit, or kiss him. And he still had no idea why Aylwin was in his bar. âYeah, I guess we did.â Of course he still loved him, and it felt like he was being goaded. When he was angry, it was rare the beta didnât explode. In the extremely rare occasions he couldnât, the only other way he could release the energy was through tears. They threatened to well in his eyes, and heâd be damned if he ever cried over Aylwin again. âSo? Did you come just to twist the knife?â
Aylwin hadnât expected to be this close to Saulk. Heâd just come to check up on him. His heart was now beating much fast and his facial features had returned to normal, claws having retreated. âNo. I, um, came to check on you. And then I got mad that you were ignoring me again,â he admitted. Maybe he occasionally acted a bit irrational and childish near the other. âIâm just as drawn to you as you are me...â














