The Alpha Prime's grip on Aleczandria's wrists remained firm, and the touch involuntarily opened the floodgates of their past.
Unintentionally, she found herself enveloped in a vivid memory from their long history – a recollection of the first time they had been this physically close during her first life as Luna Aleczandria. Through his memories, she saw herself, sensed the desire in her own gaze as he had been on top of her. Though it was the Alpha Prime's memory, an unfamiliar sensation pulsed within her, mixing the past with the present in a way that left her breathless and confused.
Breaking the silence that hung in the room, the Alpha Prime's voice, laced with the intensity of the moment, sliced through the air, a demand for an explanation. "Why are you in my room?" His words jolt
