"Klaus?"
At the moment I saw him open his eyes, I thought the real Klaus had awakened before me. But soon, I realized he had merely emerged from the throes of passion, still not entirely rational.
His strength was immense. With just one hand, he firmly held my waist, forcing me to rely entirely on him.
"So fragrant," he murmured, his head lowering slowly as his nose glided over my neck, his husky voice hinting at a beastly desire.
"Klaus?" His breath brushed heavily against my skin, stirring up a wave of heat. I stiffened my body, trying to maintain some distance in his embrace, trembling as I spoke, "You know who I am, right? I'm Emilia, your slave."
I looked at Alpha Klaus. His golden eyes lacked the sharpness they had in consciousness, devoid of any hint of reason.
Klaus didn't re
