Freya’s POV
A knock sounded from the door. I lifted heavy eyelids. An arm was wrapped around me. Holding me against the length of a rigid body. I pressed against it, stretching. Ezren. I peeked over my shoulder, his dark lashes fluttered, and his lips parted in a sigh. I pushed against him, skin rubbing. My eyes went wide. I ran a hand up his bare thigh. He was naked.
Wait. It took me a minute. It was a full moon last night, and we hadn’t had s*x. He held me. I ran a hand through my hair and turned. His hold tightened as if not wanting to let me go. My heart skipped a beat, and I frowned. NO. NO. I wasn’t getting attached. Nothing good would come from it.
The knock sounded again. This time, followed by Clare’s firm voice. “Alpha Freya, is Alpha Ezren with you?”
Why was Clare looking f
