Lyra’s POV

I should be asleep, but my body refuses to forget him. I can still feel his breath on my neck.

 Even now, miles away from the Mystic Hollows border, my body won’t forget the way Alpha Kael held me down.

My hand is already between my thighs before I realize what I’m doing, chasing a memory I have no right to crave. But my body betrays me.

It remembers the way he pinned me to the window…the way his fingers parted my cunt, the way his tongue sucked every juice left in me and ...