Ashley's POV
The morning sunlight pierced through the tiny gap in the curtains, stabbing my eyes like sharp needles. I shot up from the bed, my heart pounding so violently it felt like it might break free from my chest. Everything that happened last night replayed in my head like a raging storm, refusing to let me rest.
I clutched the edge of the silk blanket tightly, my fingertips still tingling with leftover warmth. God. I actually used my hands to help a top-tier Alpha in heat find release.
When his scorching body pressed down on me, there wasn't even the faintest trace of disgust in me. On the contrary, in some deeply hidden part of me, a shameful craving ignited. I wanted him—God help me—I wanted him to claim me completely. I wanted that overpowering cedar scent of his to f
