ARIA
“There’s still blood in your hair.”
Karin sounded almost impressed. Not concerned. Not alarmed. Just observant. Her eyes lifted, following the line of my head, and I reached up where she pointed. My fingers brushed against something stiff.
She was right. A small, dry fleck of blood clung to my hair, hidden near the roots.
It wasn’t from the fight with the rogue wolves last night. I’d scrubbed myself clean afterward. I remembered the heat of the water, the sting on my skin, the way the drain ran pink and then clear.
But after the shower, Kael had walked in. Covered in blood. His shirt soaked through, his hands still shaking with leftover violence, his eyes dark and fixed on me.
After that, nothing had been clean.
Definitely the messiest s*x I’d ever had. No hesitation. No restr
