Helen POV
It was the first morning I didn’t wake up in agonizing pain.
Justin was brushing my hair back, untying my wrists, all while I had shifted in and out of my dreadful sleep. His lips lightly pressed into my temple.
“How can you be sure it’s over?” Randy asked.
Justin hummed a noise, running his palm down my cheek. “I can smell it. Her arousal has dissipated and she’s not whimpering in her sleep anymore. She’s better now.”
“I don’t want anything like that to ever happened again,” Randy admitted in heavy exhale. “I couldn’t watch you two have so much tension. It was painful to witness.”
I grumbled slightly, aware of my mistakes when in heat.
“She couldn’t resist, and I couldn’t either,” Justin huffed. “I made a mistake and pushed her away too hard but my Lycan—I’ve never fel
