ALESSIA
I have never been this embarrassed in my entire life.
The way Azriel and Asher were looking at me made it painfully obvious that Axel had told them everything. And the worst part? That damn dream from last night refused to leave my head. Every time I blinked, I saw their naked bodies closing in on me, their voices saying, “You are ours.”
I kept my gaze fixed on my jotter, watching it vibrate from how badly my hands were trembling, even though I tried to keep them steady.
My eyes flicked to Azriel. He was sitting back on the sofa like a king, legs spread wide, elbow resting on the armrest, his fingers lazily stroking his chin. His emerald eyes were drinking me in.
The intensity of his stare made my stomach flip.
I quickly lowered my gaze back to the jotter.
It had been almos
