Natalie~
Just as my lips were about to touch Griffin's forehead, my fingers lightly pressed against the glass, breath shallow and heart thudding like a war drum in my chest—
"Natalie—wait."
Fox's voice struck like cold water, yanking me from the brink. I froze, eyes flying open. "What?!" I snapped, spinning on him with a sharpness I hadn't meant to unleash—but I was already unravelling inside.
Fox scratched the back of his neck, looking... sheepish? That couldn't be good.
"There's… um, a slight complication."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Fox. What complication?"
Jacob groaned under his breath. "You should've told her earlier, genius."
"I was going to!" Fox said defensively, throwing his hands in the air. "But then she got all glowy and determined and I didn't wanna kill the mood!"
I blinked at him, stunned. "What mood?! I was about to kiss my ex-mate-who-rejected-me-but-is-now-a-possible-demonic-vessel goodbye-to-death kind of mood!"
