Jan’s POV
Happy birthday, sweet cheeks! Glorianna is trying to cheer me up as soon as I wake up the next morning. Today is going to be all about you! And cake! I hear humans like that stuff a lot.
For obvious reasons, though, I’m not in the best mood. I should be waking up snuggled in the loving arms of my mate, after a delightful night of love and passion. Or so I’ve always believed. Apparently love isn’t all sunshine and daisies, after all. Sometimes love is nothing more than a s**t show!
What happened last night was not love! Glory informs me, but I had kind of figured that out by myself already.
My body is sore. And not the good kind of sore I’ve heard some wolves claim they feel after a night of lovemaking. I feel like someone took rough sandpaper to my lady bits, my fa
