Zander Loses Control

Zander's POV.

I lifted the heavy crystal glass to my lips, letting the dark liquor burn a harsh trail down my throat. The burn grounded me, offering a brief distraction from the feral heat roaring beneath my skin. I stood quietly by the large bedroom window, perfectly still, allowing the pale moonlight to wash over my skin. The moon sat high in the night sky, cold and distant, serving as a silent