Daisy
Spending time with my family has always been a blend of chaos and comfort. After the whirlwind of the holidays and the... intense moments with Rik, I needed grounding. I needed to be reminded that my life wasn't just unraveling under the weight of an irresistible Alpha.
Friday morning, I found myself sitting at the kitchen island, sipping coffee while my mom rambled on about a documentary she had watched the night before. It was about deep-sea creatures that definitely shouldn't exist.
“And get this,” she said, pointing her spoon at me, “they found a species that can regenerate limbs and change colors. I mean, that's insane, right?”
“Mmm,” I hummed, pretending to be more engaged than I actually was. In reality, my mind was still tangled in memories of Rik. His hands, his scent,
