Prince Luca’s PovI stood by the edge of the bed, my breath shallow as I watched Lyra sleep. She looked so delicate, like a small blossom flower unfurling under moonlight—her dark hair spilled across the pillow, her full lips parted softly, and her body curved innocently beneath the sheer net gown. I hadn’t meant to linger. I should leave, give her space, but my legs felt rooted to the floor. Verek, my Lycan wolf, paced restlessly inside me, a low growl echoing in my mind, flooding my veins with raw, unrelenting heat. The beast wanted her. Needed her. I gazed lower. In her sleep, Lyra shifted, pushing her plump, rounded big bum back slightly, the thin fabric of her gown riding up to tease the smooth curve of her ass. The sight sent a bolt of lust straight to my cock, which strained painfully against my boxers. Slide into her from behind, Verek urged, voice thick with primal hunger. Claim what’s ours. My hands clenched at his sides. I fought it—until her long lashes fluttered
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