Kamrynn’s POV
Lorien’s lips pressed against mine, fierce and consuming. His heat wrapped around me, his body caging me in as if I were something to be possessed, claimed. His hands moved down, gripping my waist, pulling me flush against him. My breath hitched as his mouth trailed lower, grazing the sensitive skin of my throat. A soft, strange heat curled in my stomach, spreading like wildfire, thick and hazy, dulling my thoughts.
I couldn’t think. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t—
"Kamrynn, fight it!" Aryna’s voice rang in my head, cutting through the fog. "You are the daughter of Selene! A child of the moon goddess herself! You are not weak! You are not his to claim!"
A violent tremor coursed through me as if something deep inside had been jolted awake. The haze suffocating my mind shattered i
