Perhaps he wasn’t so bad after all.
Lacy’s subconscious tried to reason with her as she combed through the closet for something to wear in preparation for her first day as nurse at the Clan’s clinic.
It didn’t matter that he had plagued her dreams, continuing right where he had ended. Continuing their steamy kiss. She had barely slept much, but someway somehow, the vigorously passionate, and erotically stimulating action-filled dream Lacy had had gave her all the energy she needed.
But she was awake now. Awake enough to know that what happened between them was never going to happen again.
It was somewhere around 5:45 am, and Lacy would know this because sometime after the Alpha King had left her room, she had found his wrist watch on one of the coffee tables right before she had climb
