“Well?” Aertis demanded the next morning, sitting on her bed. Lyria had wandered into her room just after dawn, and had kicked out Lyle, who was decidedly not supposed to be there. Lyria had merely laughed when she had seen him, but she also gently reminded both her friend and her friend’s mate that Alpha Windmere would certainly not approve if he went calling to Lyle’s chambers and learned they had spent the night together.
“I think you may have had a more interesting night than I did,” Lyria pointed out with a little giggle.
“I doubt that! Lyle and I were not up to anything we hadn’t done before,” Aertis said with a wicked grin. “Plus, we are mates. We will soon be married. But you? Scandal.”
“It was not as scandalous as you are making it sound!” Lyria said indignantly. “We didn’t… I
