Denice recoiled as if a snake had struck her as she saw Zara and alpha Draven lip locked.
Her mouth hung open, what?
Zara jerked back suddenly, taken aback by Denice’s scream.
Alpha Draven sighed and fell back on his bed and closed his eyes. The chemistry was broken by the unwanted intrusion.
He sighed deeply; even if he died, he knew he would die happy.
“Denice?”
“I’m sorry Zara…” she shook her head – there was no time to process what she had just seen now, there was something more pressing. “This cannot wait!” Denice said.
Zara looked at Alpha Draven as he laid on his bed. Her eyes were hyper-focused on his lips as her head buzzed and her lips tingled – did that just happen?
“Zara!” Denice yelled.
She shook her head and snapped out of her daydreaming.
“I am sorry, alpha,” Denic
