My Secret Wolf King
Her hand lifted and clumsily brushed against my face, like she was seeing double.
I felt my stomach drop. “Aria, focus,” I said sharply. “What—” And that was when I noticed it. The bite mark on her neck. Small, but angry-looking, the faint edges of it swollen.
I cursed under my breath as the realization hit me. “Damn it,” I muttered, glancing quickly around us.
The insect was gone, but I knew what had happened: she’d been bitten by a bug commonly known as Lovesting. Their venom was potent, filled with aphrodisiacs meant to subdue their victims until the swarm came back to feed.
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