Alpha's Detective Luna
he whispered against my lips, his voice a gravelly rumble that vibrated through my chest.
“Always,” I breathed back, meeting his pace with a desperate intensity.
We moved together in a rhythm perfected over years of cold nights and hard-won victories. In this room, I wasn't just the Alpha of the Rogue Fae or the lead detective of the Supernatural Crimes Division. I was just Valerie. And he wasn't the cunning Elder; he was the man who had stayed when everyone else had died or betrayed me.
As the climax finally shattered through me, I clung to him, my silver spark flickering in a brief, blinding burst of gold that illuminated the room. We lay there for a long time afterward, tangled in each ot