Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA
Dom.
The lab was quiet, except for the sound of a bubbling pot in the corner. Lyra stood there, holding the small vial, looking at me with a look that was way too smart for her own good. She had just told me the side effects. The tea would make a woman feel… well, very distracted by her own desires, and perhaps dangerously so.
“That's not so good,” I murmured, more to myself than to Lyra.
I stood there like a statue. My mind was racing through what the effect of this tea could possibly result in, thinking through every possible consequence.