Alpha Dimitri’s POV
The room was a quiet disaster.
I stood in the center of my chambers, arms crossed over my chest, surveying the damage with the same detached focus I brought to border reports and alliance negotiations. The heavy wooden chair near the window had been shoved out of place. One of the smaller tables lay overturned, its papers scattered across the rug like fallen leaves. The glass that had sat on my nightstand had shattered against the far wall, leaving a dark stain on the stone.
My gaze settled on the bed. The covers were still twisted and rumpled from the collapse, bearing silent witness to where I had fallen... and where she had ended up beneath me.
I did not allow myself to linger on the impression her body had left on the mattress. Not yet.
The episode had been w
