The door to the Beta’s quarters was locked. Bolted. And for good measure, a chair had been wedged under the handle. Inside, the military order of Kael’s room had been decimated. His white dress tunic lay in a heap near the door. Lyra’s gold dress, the one she had worn for the Blood Moon ceremony, was pooled on the floor like a puddle of sunlight.Kael sat on the edge of his bed, wearing only his trousers. His chest heaved, and his skin was red and hot. He watched Lyra, who stood between his spread knees, wearing nothing but her thin chemise and a look of playful, dangerous mischief.He reached for her hip. "Kael," she warned, slapping his hand away lightly. "Patience is a virtue." "I am not virtuous tonight," Kael growled, his hands twitching with the need to touch her. "I have waited years. I am done waiting."He lunged for her waist, intending to pull her down onto the mattress.Lyra took a step back, grinning. She reached out and hooked her finger around the silver chain he wor
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