Lorna POV
My brain is struggling to process what I have been through and what I have standing before me.
It’s Drake, all of Drake, glistening and toned and masculine and perfect.
I feel like my tongue must be on the floor because it’s desperate to lick every drop of water from his body. I can’t remove my eyes from him even though I know I should be taking in where I am. I have never seen or smelled a more sensation male specimen. I wonder if he still wants to be my mate after everything. After all it was his gamma that tried to kill me. I test the waters with a small hello, but the smile on his face lays all my fears and doubts to rest.
Watching him crawl towards me across the bed, his muscles popping with the movement. Tears slip from my eyes and seeing him again and knowing he st
