Stone Circle I lift up my head and the world is on fire

She gasped at the sudden voice from behind her, pausing and wincing at the mixture of joy and disappointment. Who else had she expected to come to her scent? Howl? She cringed at the thought, guilt surging up and turned around looking almost like a pup caught doing something they knew they shouldn't. 

Upon seeing him with the memory fresh in her mind she released a shaky breath. He did have super- good looks and he was all hers...so why was she conflicted? The surge of intrigue and affection felt in the memory was renewed and despite the turmoil inside she slowly walked forward, leaning in and breathing words she hoped he remembered too "What spell have you put on me?"