Artemisia
Matthew flashes me a gorgeous grin as he steps into the room and closes the door behind him.
“What is going on?” I ask, my voice not more than a loud whisper.
He shrugs while he steps closer to stand directly in front of me. “We thought we would come by to ask you how you slept. Tell me, my beautiful mate. Did you have a good night?”
“You two are impossible,” I say while shaking my head, making them chuckle. “But yes, I guess it was alright.”
Matthew lets his eyes fall onto my lips and lets them wander further down to eye up my body. I heat up automatically as I watch him taking my appearance in.
“Strip,” he says finally, tearing me out of my squirming.
I sense Fynn standing next to me and I turn my face to him, seeing him glaring at me with his jaw clenched.
“Don’t
