Clara's POV
I woke up sore and satisfied, my body still humming from last night's intense encounter with Darius. Every muscle ached in the best possible way, reminding me of exactly how thoroughly he'd claimed me.
The morning sun streamed through the curtains as I stretched, wincing slightly at the tender spots he'd left behind. Worth every second.
After a quick shower, I pulled on my running gear and headed out for my usual morning jog around the territory. Although it was past the usual time, the fresh air always helped me clear my head and I knew it’s help me work out some of the stiffness in my muscles after the intense sexcapade with Darius last night.
The run felt good, therapeutic even. By the time I returned to the packhouse, I was feeling more like myself and ready to tackle w
