Katala
The sound of laughter and music woke me up. My eyes felt hot and irritated while I looked around, watching everything through a thick haze that made it impossible to fix my vision in one single place at the time. Every little sound was too loud, the sensations of the thick furs against my skin too pronunciated. The world seemed to be spinning around me in fast spirals. I got up and mewled, feeling too hot in the enclosed space where I was. And where exactly was I? I shook my head, tried to stay focused and think through the thick fog of red need invading my mind.
“Nira...” I croaked through my dry lips and then tensed, enjoying the sensation of my tongue caressing the skin of my mouth. Every move I made, every single sensation made my blood burn with raw need for my Alpha
