A set of stormy gray eyes from across the table snap to my own. My mind betrays me as fantasies of both of them fucking me flash by. Fuck me. Fucking hormones. While it helps with the stress that I felt by coming here, it doesn’t help with feeling at ease. The room is filled with multiple Animagi and a werewolf who all are able to smell my scent change, let’s not think about my Father joining us soon.