Marceau was ready to go mad. Ready to go absolutely insane and if he had to keep away from Noelle any longer there was a chance that he was going to go insane from the lack of contact. It wasn’t just a sex thing, they still had never been intimate with each other. He just missed seeing her, missed hearing her laugh and missed seeing her smile. Another second away from the love of his life and there was a chance he was going to bite the next happy couple square on the ass. Clearly, the only reasonable thing for him to do would be to pack up a bag and visit the love of his life.

He stepped into the fireplace and flooed himself to Beauxbatons. He knew that Noelle would be surprised to see him, but he had kept his distance for long enough. It had been too long since he held his mate and he was ready to tear out throats if he was kept from her another moment. He used to think it was funny when Seb would get grumpy when Dominique would leave Beauxbatons to go back to Hogwarts. He used to tease his friend that he was going to kill someone if he didn’t get his friend back as soon as possible. Now that he knew they were destined mates, he would never think of teasing him for it.

Marceau landed in the entrance hall of Beauxbatons and brushed his clothes off. Classes were still in session and he figured that Noelle would be excited to see him. While some wolves would be worried about their mates being far away and out of sight, he knew that he could trust Noelle. They were far too in love for him to want to be with anyone else, and he could only trust that she felt the same way about him. Marc walked up the familiar paths to the dorm rooms and hoped to spot his beautiful brunette along the way. It had been too long with her and he intended on spending the entire weekend covering her with his scent. While he knew that Dimitri was watching out for her, he wanted to make sure she was alright for himself.

When he got to the proper dorm, Marc waited outside of the proper area, hoping to spot her soon. Every second that ticked by without her was more pain and if this werewolf didn’t find his woman soon he might actually die from it.

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