The night had stretched into a silver-drenched eternity, the moon hanging high above the forest like a sentinel over their bond.
Sienna’s body still hummed from the claim, from the bite, from the chase, and from the slow, delicious lessons of being tamed. Every nerve in her body was alive, attuned to him, craving the fire that radiated from the Alpha who had marked her, claimed her, and now held her utterly.
He knelt before her again, hands cupping her face, thumbs brushing over her flushed cheeks. His golden eyes softened for the briefest moment, a flicker of tenderness beneath the molten heat. “Are you ready?” he asked, voice low, vibrating through her like a spell.
She swallowed hard, heat rolling through her core, pulse hammering. “Yes,” she whispered, almost breathless. “I… want yo
