Rhea POV
I heard of Dorian’s return from everyone but him. I’d expected him to text me to resume, and when he didn’t, I didn’t really think much of it. I went back to the pack estate anyway, just to avoid getting in trouble with him.
When I walked into his chambers to clean, I half expected him to make a move on me. It might sound messed up to admit, but since he’d been gone for over a week and had been so hard on me before he left, it only made sense that he’d have me pinned down behind the cart again.
Good thing the pain between my thighs had finally faded. If it hadn’t, I don’t think I would’ve survived another round with him.
My grip tightened around the handle of the cart as I closed the door behind me and pushed it further into the sitting area.
That was when he stepped out of h
