I managed to slip back into my room without anyone seeing me. Alpha Dawn was a rogue. A former rogue, one of the worst, who had done God knows what to claim his title.
The memory of his hot, possessive kiss, the one I had actually returned, humiliatingly, sent a fresh rush of nausea through me. I was a fool. A willing participant in my own capture. If what Celeste said about was true...
And Luna Odessa. Luna Odessa had also said something similar.
I kicked off my shoes and practically collapsed onto the edge of my bed. My mind was a chaotic space for shame, fear, and that confusing, traitorous spark of attraction that refused to die. Yes, that attraction that has always stopped me from doing the needful and just running away.
Every time I thought of Dawn, my body remembered the exquisite pressure, the scent of his power, the thrill of being pinned and claimed. It was disgusting, and yet, it was my truth.
