Nyxara Rising
Brielle followed, her body shaking, their bodies tangled and slick, everything spilling over.
They collapsed in a tangled heap, breathless. Cassian's lips found her neck. “This is just the beginning,” he murmured. Then the video went dark. Cassian. Brielle. Raw, reckless—caught in the act. Proof of everything. Every laugh, every touch, every secret—they’d left it all for her to see, bold as daylight.
Nyxara pressed her lips together, jaw tight. The wolf inside her snarled, claws raking bone. She’d known anger. She’d tasted heartbreak. But this? This was wildfire in her veins.