Jenna lay on her side, her back to Alpha Kaelion, eyes fixed on the far wall while her mind spun faster than she could control. Her heart thumped hard with every breath. She had offered herself to him, to help break his curse. But now? Lying this close to him? Hearing him breathe behind her?
It was too much.
The room was dimly lit, the air heavy with an intoxicating blend of herbs and tension. Jenna lay back cautiously on the soft velvet cushions, her gaze flickering to Alpha Kaelion who stood at the edge of the bed, eyes glinting like gold beneath shadows.
“Lie still,” he murmured, voice a slow drawl that slithered over her skin. His tone wasn’t a command—it was a seduction, laced with the dark promise of what was to come.
He reached over her, one arm braced beside her head, his chest
