I sat on the edge of my bed, the soft sheets cradling me as I replayed the events of the evening in my mind. My cheeks warmed as I remembered the way Alpha Evon had touched me, the gentle yet commanding way he had bathed me, his gentle hands and soft breath on my skin.
The memory of his voice, husky and low, sent shivers down my spine. It had been so intimate, so utterly overwhelming. I could still feel the heat of his breath against my skin, the lingering sensation of his fingers tracing over my body.
A soft knock on the door startled me out of my thoughts. My heart leaped as the door opened, revealing Lia standing in the doorway.
“You sent for me?” she asked, her face poking out from outside.
At the sight of her, my face lit up with excitement. I sprang up from the bed, crossing the
