(Adelaide)
Adelaide could still feel the echo of his breath on her skin long after the door closed. It lingered like phantom heat along her throat and jaw, as if the air itself remembered the shape of his mouth.
The room felt too small. Too hot. Too charged. The very walls seemed to press inward, obsidian ribs closing around a heart that beat too fast and too loud.
She sat frozen on the edge of the bed, heart pounding against her ribs as though trying to break free. The black fur had slipped down her arms, pooling loosely around her waist, leaving most of her bare skin exposed to the oppressive heat radiating from the stone walls.
She tried to pull it back up, but her fingers shook violently. Her nails scraped uselessly against the pelt, catching in thick strands as if even the fur ref
