~Valerie~
I strip my clothes off in the dark, letting the denim shorts and the thin tank top fall into a heap on the bathroom floor. I don't care about the mess. I don't care about anything except the weight of the water I’m about to put between me and the rest of the world. My skin feels like it’s vibrating, a low-frequency hum that starts at the bite mark on my neck and ends deep between my thighs.
I step into the shower and crank the handle until the water is scalding. I want it to burn. I want the heat to match the fire Ronan and Evander started in my blood. As the steam fills the small room, the scent of the Alphas rises from my skin one last time, woodsmoke, winter air, and tobacco, before the soap washes it away.
But the memory is stuck. It’s etched into my nerves.
I lean my for
