Camilla's eyelids peeled open to a stark white ceiling, smooth plaster mocking the grit of her memories. Was it all a fevered hallucination? The pit's damp chill, Jay's snarling wolf form lunging, the rival beast—Ronan—pinning him down before everything went black. She tried to prop herself up on her elbows, but agony lanced through her bandaged shoulder, a white-hot stab that dropped her back to the mattress with a whimper. The pain dragged the truth back in a rush: the bite, the blood-slick fur, Ronan's massive cock knotting deep inside her, flooding her with seed while her body betrayed her in waves of shameful ecstasy.Tears pricked her eyes, hot and frustrated, spilling over as sobs wracked her chest. Monster now. Can't go home like this. Her gaze drifted to the shoulder—gauze wrapped tight, faint blood seeping through—and then upward, where a face hovered above her, framed by the ceiling's edge."Oh, you're awake," the stranger said, voice smooth as polished wood, green eyes spar
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