Aitana's POV
"My friend, I'm so happy that you have that quick healing; otherwise, you would be covered in bruises." Diane laughed as she helped me into the golden gown. The silk whispered against my oversensitive skin, a sensation so different from the rough, possessive hands of my mates just hours before. A faint, warm blush heated my cheeks as the memory surfaced.
A soft, knowing chuckle escaped Diane. "You even ditched your family for them."
I blushed even harder. "I know, and I was the one who suggested it. I can't even scold them."
"Well, I can't say I blame you. Cameron told me what happened in that cave. If I were you, I wouldn't have waited until we returned to the pack house; I would have grabbed them by the collar and f**k them in the middle of the woods," she said.
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