BOUND BY BITE
~TATE POV~
The morning light cut through the kitchen curtains, golden and warm, but I felt none of it. My body ached in ways I didn’t want to name, every small movement reminding me of the night before.
It wasn’t just soreness.
It was proof. Proof that Mathias and Daxon had claimed me in ways no one else ever had.
I shifted in my chair, wincing. Even reaching for the glass pitcher of juice across the table felt like a battle. My fingers twitched toward it, but before I could touch it, a hand slid it closer.
Daxon.
He was watching me, his sharp gaze softening only when it landed on my face. His voice broke the heavy silence, low and edged with concern.
“Are you sure you’re okay, Sweetheart?”
The way he said it made my stomach tighten. Sweetheart. The word rolled off
