(Dominic’s POV)
I woke up with the taste of her still on my lips.
The morning light cut through the heavy curtains like a blade, but it wasn’t the sunlight that burned — it was the memory. Ava. The feel of her mouth on mine, her hands in my hair, the way we’d fallen together like a storm we couldn’t stop.
And Logan’s face when he found us.
I scrubbed a hand down my face and swung my legs over the side of the bed. There wasn’t time for this. No time to replay every second or to wonder what the hell I was doing letting myself fall deeper into something that could rip everything apart.
A knock sounded at the door. Sharp. Official.
“Alpha Rylan requests your presence in the council chamber. Meeting starts in an hour.”
Perfect. Nothing like a political summit to make me forget that I alm
