Kennedy
I wake up alone. At first, I’m disoriented, not recognizing the room I’m in. Then, it all comes back to me. My birthday, Quirin, returning to his pack, completing our bond.
I smile, shifting and feeling the soreness that still lingers between my thighs. I knew my first time would hurt. I’ve worked in the hospital, been around my mother talking to young she-wolves all my life. So, I knew there would be pain. What I hadn’t expected was the intense pleasure of that would come first from Raif’s venom, and then from feeling Quirin’s emotions.
I’d felt his awe, his pride, his pleasure at being mated to me, at being inside me. I’d felt his desperate need to make me his. I’d also felt that he doesn’t feel worthy of having me for a mate and his guilt at what he considers selfishness by c
