PERSEFONE POV
My mouth fell open.
Not gracefully either.
Like an actual i***t.
Because sue me, I had eyes.
Three very naked, very muscular men standing under the f*****g moonlight after shifting out of gigantic silver wolves was a lot for my poor overstimulated brain to process at once.
Especially Thane.
Goddess.
That man looked carved out of stone, forged in underground fighting rings...
Broad shoulders. Thick arms. Lean waist. Scars crossing bronzed skin everywhere and I second guessed the rumorns running at school... they were probably right. Indeed he looked like someone had tried to kill him multiple times and failed out of pure luck.
And those scars—
My brain snagged on them immediately.
One slashed across his ribs.
Another disappeared beneath his hip.
One ugly mark cu
