Amara's POV
As my consciousness slowly returns, I am greeted by the inky blackness of nightfall, and I feel the absence of the comforting warmth of Adrik's body beside me. The room is cast in a soft, hazy light emanating from the full moon above. The once blazing fire has dwindled into glowing embers, and the only sounds that permeate the silence are the soft rustling of the wind outside and the gentle crackling of the remaining embers.
As I move my limbs, I am acutely aware of a delightful soreness that courses through my being, reminding me of the intense and fiery passion that Adrik and I had shared earlier. Despite the fleeting nature of our time together, it was a moment of raw intimacy and connection that I would not soon forget.
Luna, my fierce and loyal wolf counterpart, emerge
