ALESSIA Azriel pulled back, creating distance between us. He moved slowly toward the cabinet, his hand selecting a pair of cuffs and a red silk scarf.“I will show you what Kane has always wanted,” he said, walking back toward me. “A secret no one knows.”I swallowed hard, bracing myself for whatever was coming. My heart pounded at the weight he placed on this secret.“I have always loved deriving pleasure through pain — in others,” he began, his voice low and sincere. “But my wolf, Kane… he is different.”My brow furrowed in confusion as I tried to process his words.He tied the red scarf around his own eyes, blindfolding himself.Wait — wasn’t that supposed to be for me? Why was he blindfolding himself?“Pick a whip of your choice, Alessia,” he murmured, his breath already uneven.My breath caught. “A whip of my choice?” I repeated, needing to be sure I hadn’t misheard.He slowly dropped to his knees.“Take a whip of your choice, Alessia,” he commanded, his voice now thick with des
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