Selene woke up with a slight persisting headache from the lingering taste of alcohol in her mouth. The morning breeze of Helike, familiar petrichor scent from last night’s heavy rain fall, mixed with the smell of baked goods and jasmine flowers, coupled with the sunlight that invades Selene’s bedroom chamber. Things she always loved waking up to. The headache though, was not.
She stretches herself up, and picked up the night gown she was wearing that was removed by eager hands last night. By someone who’s now sleeping contently on the left side of her bed, messy blonde hair sprawled on the sheets. In rainy days and stressful ones, Selene always liked the warmth and comfort another body provides her. Under her white duvets, she’s not the Alpha, just a lonely person in need of a lover for t
