[The Oswald Witches 03] • Gula · The Oswald Witches

"Can you not stand so close?” Oliver Blackthorne asked the wolf shifter.

“Why? Afraid you might be unable to control yourself and jump me?” Donovan smirked.

“No. I’m more afraid of fleas jumping on me!” Oliver snapped. His life was getting more complicated by the day. All Oliver really wanted to do was eat burritos, smoke a few, and chase ghosts with his team at Restless Spirits. But no, everyone wanted a piece of him. His aunts were hell bent on making him compete in the upcoming Ascension and now he had some horny wolf shifter sniffing around him and all but humping his leg!

“Cool, we can get a flea dip together!” Donovan smiled at his fussy mate. An unrepentant horn dog and proud of it, finding his mate never truly crossed his mind. He was sure the shaggy haired witch would fall for his wolfish charm and right into his lap. It would seem, however, Oliver was wearing his sassy pants and Donovan was going to have to rip them off… with his fangs!