The adrenaline from the execution still hummed in my veins, making my skin flush and my heart race.
The heavy oak doors of our private royal chambers slammed shut behind us, completely cutting off the cheers of the Lycan army echoing from the courtyard below. The heavy, iron deadbolt slid into place with a sharp clack.
Before I could even take a breath, I was pushed back.
Valerius’s massive hands gripped my hips, lifting me effortlessly off the floor and pressing my back flush against the heavy wooden door. His storm-gray eyes were entirely gone, completely consumed by the glowing, feral crimson of his Lycan beast. He didn't say a word. He didn't need to. The raw, suffocating possessiveness rolling off him hit me like a physical wave.
His mouth crashed down onto mine.
It wasn't a
