WREN’S POV
I groaned softly as I swung my legs off the bed, every muscle in my body protesting the movement. The soreness between my thighs was a sharp reminder of last night and I winced as I stood, clutching the edge of the mattress for support.
My legs felt weak, like jelly and my mind spun with everything that had happened. How did it even come to this? How did I end up here, tangled in something so forbidden and so wrong yet so intoxicating?
The cool morning air brushed against my bare skin and I grabbed the nearest robe hanging by the door, pulling it tightly around me. My mind was a mess swirling with guilt, confusion and something else I didn’t dare name.
The man I’d been in the bed few hours ago with wasn’t just any man. He was Alpha Ronan. My Alpha. My mother’s husband. An
