Selene’s POVThe night was heavy with silence, broken only by the chorus of cicadas and the faint hum of the lanterns that lined the garden path. But in my chest, there was nothing but chaos.Aric’s kiss had turned my world inside out, and I was no longer Selene, the Luna, or Selene, the rejected mate. I was just a woman—a woman starving for something I had been denied for too long.His mouth claimed mine again, fiercer this time, hungrier, and I surrendered without thought. My silk robe slipped off my shoulders, falling in a whisper of fabric to the ground.His arms circled me, pulling me into him as though he hadn’t tasted water in years and I was the only thing that could quench his thirst.And I let him.I let him dictate the pace, the rhythm, the hunger. His lips moved from mine to my jaw, down to the curve of my neck, leaving behind fire that burned hotter than the night itself.Each press of his mouth seared me, mapped me, branded me with a desire I didn’t want to erase.My tho
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