JESSICA'S POV
The library door clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in the empty hall. My heart was a frantic, wild thing trying to beat its way out of my chest. I pressed my back against the cool wood, my entire body humming from Cassian's kiss, his threat, his claim.
Our mates. The words spun in my head, a dizzying, terrifying carousel. Mates. Plural. It wasn't just Sebastian. It was all of them.
A hot flush of something—denial, fear, a deep, shameful thrill—washed over me. My lips still tingled, swollen and sensitive from the harsh pressure of his. I could still feel the ghost of his hand tangled in my hair, the possessive grip on my thigh. We are your only daddies.
I pushed off from the door and ran to my room, my heels sounding too loud in the silent, judging house. I locked
