"of the girls with lighter eyes. Baby I'm jealous."

Connor wanted you. Needed, it was like every blood cell, and every part of him just had to have you for himself.

He's never felt this strong for anyone since we'll, ever.

Only problem? You were dating Luke, like, Luke Castellan. Like the camp's golden boy, like the best swordsmen since the last..three hundred years, was it?

How was HE supposed to compete with HIM!?

and he's going to ignore the little age gap between the two, and the fact that you're probably not even into him

He needs you, and he gets what he wants. No matter the circumstances.

"Hey babydoll, here to see me?"

He said with a cocky smile as he leaned against the doorframe. He knew you were here for Luke, but, can't a boy dream?

God's he wanted you. So badly. You were just right here, and if he had the chance he'd worship you and the ground you walked on, and the air you breathed..