“You’re mine Alpha,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. “And I want to taste you.”
Fuck.
My mind short-circuited.
Everything inside me—Cassius included—let out a howl that cracked through the walls of my chest. Power and heat slammed into my gut like a punch. I felt lightheaded, like I’d been struck by lightning and handed heaven in the same second.
Not because I needed to be called Alpha.
But because she said it.
She, who’d survived hell and came out baring her teeth. She, who had every reason to fear being on her knees in front of a man—but instead chose to own it. To own me.
And I’d never seen anything so perfect in my entire life.
I looked down at her—eyes locked on mine, lips parted, hair clinging to her shoulders like a crown of fire. My Luna. My mate. My beginnin
