Vera’s POV
I couldn’t focus on a single thing he was saying. His voice faded into the background, and all I noticed were his lips — the way they moved, smooth and steady, every word shaping them in the most distracting way. My heart skipped, and for a second, I forgot where I was.
Why do they look so… inviting?
“Can you stop drooling?” Alpha Gideon asked, his tone teasing as he raised an eyebrow.
I blinked, startled. Heat rushed to my face as I quickly turned away, completely embarrassed. My cheeks were probably as red as fire.
He took a step closer, concern replacing the playful look. “Hey… are you alright?” he asked, reaching out and gently pressing his palm to my forehead. “You feel warm. Did you catch a cold?”
I stared at him, wide-eyed. He didn’t get it.
No. This wasn’t a fever
