Dove Pov
For a moment I just gape at him, at his outstretched hand.
The thought of pressing close to him, feeling his grip on my hand, on my waist it almost too much to bear.
But who am I to deny an Alpha's invitation?
My heart is in my throat as I reach out, slipping my hand into his. It's warm, his fingers closing around mine as he stands.
He pulls me merely a few feet from his chair, tugging me close. My breath remains securely held in my lungs, even as they begin to burn.I'm painfully stiff as his hand glides around me, settling on my lower back. My stomach brushes against his, my head turned so I don't have to look up at him.
Despite being immersed in a world of sin, touching Alpha Varian feels like the most corrupt act I could partake in.
"This feels surreal," I breathe as we
