AVELORA
I groaned. With his heavy weight slouched against me, it was incredibly difficult to move. Khyrix was a big man. I tried to hook my shoulder under his arm, but I stumbled.
It was a struggle just to keep him upright, and I was terrified of him hitting his head against the sharp corner of the bedside table or the heavy doorframe.
"Avelora."
He murmured it against my ear. His breath was hot, and he said my name with a deep longing, a soft, desperate sound that I was sure wasn’t actually meant for me. My body shivered.
"Yes, Alpha. I'm here," I muttered, gritting my teeth.
I gave one final shove and basically threw him onto the bed. I thought I was free, but his hand was still firmly wrapped around my waist. He wouldn't let go. Because of his grip, I couldn't pull away in time
