Wyatt’s POV

It had been a week since Wyatt kicked Priscilla out. The full moon right around the corner. He couldn’t think about how used he felt. Degraded even. Which is hardly something someone on the receiving end of oral sex usually felt.

And to think no one had ever done that to him before. Sure, he had flings when he was younger, but the responsibilities of an alpha outweighed any physical needs he had. His heart squeezed painfully at the thought of her.

Such an ...