EVELARA
The next morning, I woke to the sound of birds and regret.
Burying my head beneath the pillow, I groaned in annoyance.
The sun was merciless this morning, all golden and smug, peeking through the drapes like it had something to be proud of. Yeah, even the sun is proud and looks at me! Ugh! I don't have anything!
Because every time I closed my eyes, I saw him…
Lucien Virek… Shirtless, sweat-soaked, sinfully clawing my soul and living in it without my will, and that dangerous voice that hit directly where it shouldn’t! Damn him!
I rolled onto my back and groaned again. “Perfect, Evelara. You’ve officially lost your mind.”
‘Correction,’ Dravara purred lazily in my head, ‘you’ve lost your self-control. A very important distinction.’
“Shut up,” I muttered, pull
