Morning crept in, soft and golden, slipping through the curtains and spilling across the room, illuminating every edge and hollow with a gentle promise. Nyxara stretched out slowly, languid and content, her body still warm from the tangled heat of the night before. The memory of what happened—what she’d finally chosen, with both Kael and Rowan—clung to her like a second skin, sweet and inescapable, the echoes of passion and commitment lingering in every breath.She padded across the wooden floor, bare feet whispering against cool boards, and paused before the mirror. Normally, she would brace herself for the evidence of yesterday—tired eyes, a tension in her shoulders, some ache left behind by the relentless decisions she’d made. But today, the reflection staring back at her was changed. Something inside her buzzed with unfamiliar warmth, a deep, insistent thrum beneath her skin—alive, potent, and wholly new.Without thinking, her hand drifted down, fingers splaying over her stomach.
Last Updated : 2026-01-15
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