Ansel’s POV
I had forgotten how good Raven felt, how her body responded so easily, how she opened up for me without resistance.
At least she was good for something. And now that I remembered just how sweet she was, I wouldn’t be letting go.
But the moment I left her chambers, reality hit hard.
The meeting hadn’t gone as well as I’d hoped. Kelvin had irritated me to no end, daring to ask about Raven like he had any right.
Just hearing him say her name made my blood boil. And to make things worse, Asher had told me about Matthew.
That sorry excuse for an alpha.
If I saw him again, it would be his funeral.
I had just settled into my chambers, my thoughts a tangled mess of frustration and lingering desire, when a sharp knock echoed against my door.
“Enter,” I said, my patience runni
