Freya's POV
Not Just Me
"Ugh, who left the curtains open? Ah, right. It was me. The sun is shining so bright I’m afraid I might lose my sight. Oh, that rhymes. Letting out a groan, I tiredly roll out of bed, falling face-first to the floor. Great.
With another annoyed groan, I push myself, slowly but surely, up from the floor, coming to a stand. But guess what? Lucian kept his promise. Waking me up in the middle of the night more than a few times, he ravaged me until my p***y felt raw and sore. And now, I can't even stand properly. That cunning wolf must've risen before me and left for the pack grounds before I woke up.
Dragging myself on shaking legs with my p***y throbbing and sore, I complete my morning routine, which takes far longer than usual. Finally, I stumble back to the bed,
