Sinful Alphas: A Dark Romance Collection
rise from the chair, and I walk back toward the bedroom, drawn by the pull of her presence, the magnetic force that I feel even now, even in sleep, and when I open the door and see her curled on the bed, the sheets tangled around her legs, her hair spread across the pillow like a dark halo, her lips parted slightly, her breath warm and even, I feel something shift inside me, something that I have not felt in a very long time, something that might be called tenderness, if tenderness could exist in the same body as the predator that lives in my chest, and I cross to the bed, crawling in beside her, pulling her against me, and she stirs, murmuring something in her sleep, and I press my nose to
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