Previous chapter:
Chapter 12: Coy
Next chapter:
Chapter 14: Perfect
PREVIEW
... ysical connection. Sharing a bed, sex, even just prolonged, casual touch. As a human, she couldn’t discern the unique signature of a beast’s scent, but the general, possessive musk was sometimes unmistakable.
"Lord Oathran... but..." Cecilia’s voice was small, her eyes widening with a dawning suspicion. "I’m a virgin. And Arzhen... he never touched me. Not even to hold my hand."
Oathran immediately frowned deeply, a troubled line forming between his brows. "What?"
The man ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























