"Is it the rut?" Niall asked, still standing in the room, out of view. I didn't like having him in here with us. I wanted to rush off the bed and grab him by the collar and throw him down the stairs. Or perhaps out the window? No, the window would bring him into view of the bed. Hmm, was this the rut? No. If it had been, Niall would've been testing the strength of his wings out my window already. But that didn't mean I didn't want to make use of the hours until the rut in bed with Mairwen, teaching her all about what we'd enjoy together. "No," I admitted in a grumble. "I'll join you outside."
